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THE END OF THE SUMMER 1986 annA rydeR
O the swallows are flying far, far away
And I, like them, cannot stay
For my heart is torn and broken
And I'll never return to you again
The flowers are dying, their petals they shed
And my tears they fall as I leave
The sun is gone and the summer is dead
And you'll never again see me
O THE END OF THE SUMMER BRINGS SADNESS TO ME
O THE END OF THE SUMMER CHANGES ME, CHANGES ME
With the summer leaving, I'm leaving too
Even though you made me love you
I neither to you nor here belong
You'll soon forget me when I am gone
O THE END OF THE SUMMER BRINGS SADNESS TO ME
O THE END OF THE SUMMER CHANGES ME, CHANGES ME
BIG TREE 1987 annA rydeR
Big tree with your feathery arms
So tall so wide
Forever green waving branches
So old, you were mine
Running around your waist and sitting in your arms
I knew your every crack and I knew your every scar
Swinging on your boughs and lying on your ground
I knew your every move and I listened to your every sound
BUT WHERE, O WHERE, WHERE ARE YOU, WHERE ARE YOU NOW
WHERE, O WHERE, WHERE ARE YOU, WHERE ARE YOU NOW
I'd tell you all my secrets, I'd tell you all the things on my mind
I felt that you were listening, seeing, breathing and alive
And when I was sad and all alone
You were always the first to know I felt like leaving home
And I liked to think that you were listening to me
Even though you were only a tree
You were more than just a tree to me
BUT WHERE ...
In the summer I'd lie in your shade
Looking at the clouds
In the autumn when the sun began to fade
There'd be pine needles all over your ground
A hundred years old and a hundred years tall
You never looked to me like you could ever fall
And I felt that you heard every word that I said
It wasn't just something I'd made up in my head, oh no
BUT WHERE ...
And in the winter when a chill was in the air
Snow on your boughs and cold everywhere
You'd still be there
And in the spring the forest would ring
And I felt like singing of the life you were bringing
BUT WHERE ....
YOU'RE STILL ON MY MIND 1987 annA rydeR
The days are getting shorter
And the air is getting colder
The rain is getting harder
And I feel like I'm getting older
And I can't imagine a warm breath of wind upon my face
I can't imagine sitting in a green and shady place
With some sunrays on my shoulders
BUT YOU, YOU'RE STILL ON MY MIND
BUT THERE'S NO WAY I CAN FIND
OF PUTTING THOSE FEELINGS BEHIND ME
Cars in the street are choking
My breath freezes on the window
People moving off in the morning
There's a plastic voice on the radio
And now I can't see a summer's morning beginning
I really can't remember the feeling
Of waking with that summer chink of light upon my pillow
BUT YOU ...
More trains are rattling in the dark
People hurry to get home
Christmas is coming round again
Nobody wants to be alone
And I've forgotten how it feels out on a summer's night
With the bats in the air and the shimmer of the starlight
And the city in the distance with its faded orange glow
On the sky
BUT YOU ...
THE HILL SONG 1976 annA rydeR (for Tim Small)
I think I'll take a walk on a lonely hill
And look upon the distant views until I've had my fill
I like to think that no-one else knows this place but me
It's a place where I can think and a place where I feel free
ALL THE WORLD IS UN----DER ME AND I CAN SEE IT ALL
IT'S CLEARER NOW THAN IT'S E---------VER BEEN FROM ON THIS LONELY HILL
I feel good just standing here where I can see no roads
Only merging colours and clumps of trees and homes
The winds it blows upon this hill but not upon the towns
I can feel it on my face and I can hear it's sound
ALL THE WORLD ...
There are trees and fields and valleys and hills
Oh I can see a river, everything looks so still
But really everything's moving, people working all the day
And when I'm up here on my very own hill I feel I could fly away
ALL THE WORLD ...
I'd really like to stay here all the time
In this place that I have found I'd sleep out under the sky
But I think I'd better be going now I'll be back another day
The red sun is going down and I'll be on my way
ALL THE WORLD ...
ONE-TWO-TREE BLUES 1988 annA rydeR
A-one, a-two, a-one, two, three
Do you wanna sit in my tree
A-four, a-five, a six, seven eight
I will let you in if you just tap on my gate
A-nine and a-ten I won't ask you again
Eleven and a-twelve I'll leave you sitting on the shelf
A-one, a-two, a-one, two, three
Do you wanna sit in my tree
A-one, a-two, a-one, two, three
You can call me the Queen Bee
A-three, a-four, a-three, four, five
I will let you in if you come visit my hive
I don't really mind much if you aint got no money
Just make sure you bring me a-lots and lots of honey
A-one, a-two, a-one, two, three
You be my worker 'cos I'm the Queen Bee
A-one, a-two, a-one and two
I will be an angel for you
A-three, a-four, a-five, six, seven
I will let you into my little bit of heaven
A-seven, eight, nine you better be on time
An-eight, nine, ten 'cos I won't tell you when
A-one, a-two, a-one and two
Oh I will be an angel for you
A-one and two an angel for you
A-three and four I'll open my door
A-five, six, seven I'll take you straight to heaven
Eight, nine, ten I won't ask you again
A-one, a-two, a-one, two, three
Do you wanna sit in my tree, don't break the branches
I want you sitting in my tree, just make advances
Please sit in my tree
DOWNTRODDEN 1990 annA rydeR
DOWNTRODDEN AND DOWNHEARTED
BEEN PUSHED RIGHT DOWN TO THE FLOOR
BEEN DEGRADED, HUMILIATED
AND I'M NOT GONNA TAKE IT ANY MORE
Well I've been through things and I can do things
I think I know a little about life
But they despise me and criticise me
And stab me in my back with a knife
Well since I started being downhearted
I feel like giving in though I should fight back
But I know I got things they haven't got
They're just frightened of what they lack
DOWNTRODDEN ...
Not into caring nor used to sharing
They're just climbing up the ladder to nowhere
Though their ways are going to expire
The strain it's for me to bear
'Cos they've ignored me and they've torn me
Between the things they think they know I should do
But they don't come near me they only fear me
And they're scared when they hear something new
DOWNTRODDEN ...
Well these people they can keep all
This openness they like to talk about
'Cos they're just pretending and it's all ending
Up with me on the bottom losing out
DOWNTRODDEN ...
DOWNTRODDEN ...
....NOT GONNA TAKE IT ANYMORE
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