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MP3 John Lyle - Wild Awa
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'Shivery gorgeous' collection of mind-altering melodies and transcendent lyrics delivered by 'the James Joyce of folk.'

13 MP3 Songs in this album (35:40) !
Related styles: Folk: Folk Blues, Blues: Guitar Blues, Solo Male Artist

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Wild Awake Lyrics-

Track One-

ABOVE THE RAIN

Above the rain like a child against a broken window pane
All the lines in a nursery rhyme canât find that time again
Nothing like the dawn to brighten your day
Wave her magic wand her magical way

Above the rain like a weathervane, with nowhere to turn
Folding grass donât know to ask gods for air to burn
Nothing like the dawn to brighten your day
Wave her magic wand her magical way

Above the rain, like a man insane, upon a fiery steed
Frozen hooves destroy the roofs above what lies beneath
Nothing like the dawn to brighten your day
Wave her magic wand her magical way

Above the rain, on another plane, you can see everythingâs alright
The sky is blue and the wind blows through ribbons of pure light
Nothing like the dawn to brighten your day
Wave her magic wand her magical way
Over and over and over and over again

Track 2

I THOUGHT I SAW YOU

I thought I saw you where the weeping willows grow
Down by the river wearing someone elses clothes
Then the wind did change and softly touch my brow
As if to say, I am with you now

But when I looked again you were no longer there
Not but a shadow held my world of stormy care
Iâd sworn remembrance soon forgotten with the day
Everything appears to pass away

I thought I saw you but my seeing was in vain
When all I wanted was to see you once again
I thought I saw you where the hills of evening glow
You were wearing someone elses clothes

Track 3-

HOLD ON AS SHE GOES

Outside The Golden Lantern hoboes wear no clothes
They set a certain standard Iâm gonna go below
Look at the faceless wonder blowing through the rye
Tripping âcross the tundra, thrilling to the sky

The pouring rain keeps saying hold on as she goes
Thereâs no time to waste in this Holy place
Hold on as she goes

The milk of human kindness warming in the sun
How better to remind us, nothing will be done

The pouring rain keeps saying hold on as she goes
Thereâs no time to waste in this Holy place
Hold on as she goes

Outside The Golden Lantern the fires have gone cold
The homeless search the ashes for the things theyâve been told

The pouring rain keeps saying hold on as she goes
Thereâs no time to waste in this Holy place
Hold on as she goes

Track 4

THEY STONED HER

She wore the scarlet letter like a chain
Across the wellspring of her heart
Those who knew no better turned their backs
And stole the rocks from her hearth

They stoned her in the foothills where sheâd left the chosen path
They stoned her with her buried up unto the neck in sand
These are the twisted teachings from the ancient, ragged throat
Of a misbegotten shadow from the nightmare of a goat

In the lonesome valley broken blossoms scent the morning air
No one builds a coffin while a child is held aloft to stare

They stoned her in the foothills where sheâd left the chosen path
They stoned her with her buried up unto the neck in sand
These are the twisted teachings from the ancient, ragged throat
Of a misbegotten shadow from the nightmare of a goat

Track 5

SHADOW OF THE WASTELAND

In the shadow of the wasteland in the desert of the heart
All the threads have come unravelled, all the dogs have lost their bark
In the shadow of the wasteland where the heathen start to pray
Like the rain must fall, theyâll be leavinâ there someday

In the shadow of the wasteland theyâre buried where they stand
Trying to get heaven in a strange and distant land
In the shadow of the wasteland there ainât nothinâ left to say
Like the rain must fall, theyâll be leavinâ there someday

They got the motor runninâ but they have nowhere to go
They hear the cattle lowinâ but they got no horn to blow

In the shadow of the wasteland in the desert of the heart
Somethingâs always coming and itâs always off the chart
In the shadow of the wasteland there ainât nothinâ left to say
Like the rain must fall, theyâll be leavinâ there someday

Track 6

A NEW BANDANA

Cut-throat morons with their bloody horns and their bodies made of beer
Oh Susanna, got a new bandana but I wonât wear it here
Thereâs a place where the shining face of freedom takes a stand
Whosoeverâs gonna hold together way down in Neverland

You start out golden then you wind up holding
All the things your mother told you
You had to know to get to go, where it is youâll never know
The sacrifice youâll have to make to find your calling
Oh so many tears keep falling

Screw repentance, itâs a whole life sentence and thatâs a lot of years
Oh Susanna, got a new bandana but I wonât wear it here
Thereâs a place where the shining face of freedom takes a stand
Whosoeverâs gonna hold together way down in Never
Down in Never, down in Never, down in Never, down in Neverland

I felt much better when I wrote that letter âbout the moonshadow
And the old ladder, and the silver that fell from your hair
I felt so shattered when it still mattered Iâm too cold to care
Screw repentance, itâs a whole life sentence and thatâs a lot of years
Oh Susanna, got a new bandana but I wonât wear it here

Thereâs a place where the shining face
Of freedom takes a stand
Whosoeverâs gonna hold together
Way down in Never, down in Never, down in Never
Down in Never, down in Never, down in Never, down in Neverland

Track 7

NO ONE KNOWS

No one knows where minutes go to while away the hours
No one knows they find repose in shadows of the flowers
Down the road where no one knows the twists and turns abide
You and me go flyinâ free on wings of butterflies

No one knows how tender shows of colour touch the heart
No one knows the dying throes of winter like the lark
Down the road where no one knows the twists and turns abide
You and me go flyinâ free on wings of butterflies

No one knows and so it goes, the staggered poets chime
No one knows the plight of those who live their lives in time
Down the road where no one knows the twists and turns abide
You and me go flyinâ free on wings of butterflies


Track 8

LOVE IS

Love is hot, love is cold
Love will still be in our hearts
When weâve grown old

If youâll take my hand, weâll go on making plans
Til we both understand love anew

Love is me, love is you
Love is still the only system thatâll do

If youâll take my hand weâll go on making plans
Til we both understand love anew

Manyâs the couple get into trouble driven apart by their pride
Loving is giving and only by giving can loving be made to survive

Love goes out, loves comes in
Love is true and what weâve really always been

If youâll take my hand weâll go on making plans
Til we both understand love anew

Track 9

ANOTHER GOLDEN DREAM

All my roses refuse to tantalize
They ainât for tellinâ no more lies
No striking poses
Where the red dirt road divides
Ainât no need for no disguise

Who lights a candle
When the moon is on the rise
Where is the fortress for my pride
Another golden dream has set upon this town
Who builds a house to burn it down

Any number trust the winds of change
Holy freedom in a cage
All asunder, scattered to the age
Falling down into a rage

Who lights a candle
When the moon is on the rise
Where is the fortress for my pride
Another golden dream has set upon this town
Who builds a house to burn it down

Track 10

THE MOURNING DOVE

Was a mourning dove in the old grey window
I heard his song, I donât know when though
For my eyes did cloud with unknown sorrows
That had blinded me to the day

Was a mourning dove on the highest rafter
The heartless spoke their final answer
To the waiting crowd whose moment shattered
Into pieces cold as the clay

Itâs a rising up and laying down
Of a boundless love and thorny crown
Itâs a rising up and laying down

Was a mourning dove in the sweet hereafter
Who sang his song of joy and laughter
With an endless heart where itâs all looked after
And the rolling skyâs never grey

Itâs a rising up and laying down
Of a boundless love and thorny crown
Itâs a rising up and laying down

Track 11

THE WALLS OF JERICHO

Sunbeams echo through the twilight of time
Broken shadows come and render us blind
Canât read the writing on the walls of Jericho

Phantom thieves with no eyes of delight
Bare their arms in the house of blue lights
Thatâs what you get inside the walls of Jericho

Out on borrowed air the crooked bay moons
Ammunition for the crack of the runes
Thrown again against the walls of Jericho

What can be hides behind the night
Like a rope of sand, it just canât stand the light

Fingerprints on the mirror of the mind
Wash away with the tears of the tide
Still and gone beside the walls of Jericho

Track 12

OPEN WIDE

Against the drift of reason
There appeared another season
Darkness could not hide
All that had closed was open wide

Shifting like the weather
With the fortunes of a feather
Much to my surprise
All that had closed was open wide

Always loosely woven
When a pledge from the beholden
Need not be denied
All that had closed was open wide

Wholly out of balance
Like the wonderland of Alice
Outside battle lines
All that had closed was open wide

Track 13

I KNOW WHO I AM

I know who I am, I know why Iâm here
I know who I am, now I understand
What was far is near

You can take my eyes, you can take my ears
You can take my heart but the loving part
Will not disappear

Is it any wonder how clear the truth can be
Was I expecting thunder and lightning to set me free

You have searched the sky, you have searched the sea
You can search the sands for a thousand lands
But you wonât find me

Is it any wonder how clear the truth can be
Was I expecting thunder and lightning to help me see

I am that which drives this body
I am that which made it be
And I will break it down
And wash it to the sea


Bio-

Headed for a career as an English professor in the mid 1960âs, John Lyle was âbroadsidedâ by Bob Dylan and The Beatles. His degree went out the window, and so did he, playing in a series of bands and then performing on Canadian network television and radio as a solo act. He was also signed to two record labels during this era, but realized that because of his highly sensitive nature he was not cut out for the performing life. John returned to his home in the Vancouver area, and devoted himself to his family, supporting them with a career that may have been more dangerous than the performance stage. He became a postman. John Lyleâs wonderful body of work is evidence of a life lived on the streets and in the home, filled with all the love and loss and joy and despair that are part and parcel of being alive. The songs are vital, not written to imitate a commercial trend or to fulfill a contract, but to reflect the intensity of experience and to remain sane..........

'John's songs are amazing!' Frazee Ford (The Be Good Tanyas)..........

'We love John Lyle. We listen to him all the time.' The Sumner Brothers..........

'There's lots of nice stuff on there!' Paul Rodgers (Bad Company; Free; Queen).........

âMagnificent!â Robert Altman..........

John Lyle will take you gently to your safe place, and then sneak up on you with a song as uncompromisingly ferocious as a grizzly in a maternity ward.â Dennis Albo, in his reality novel âOne Bullet Left'..........

'The James Joyce of folk.' Heywood Banks........

.'Super passionate stuff!' Mark Smith.......

'Shivery gorgeous!' Aleta Penelope.......

'Keep at it!' Reggie Young.......

âAs poems, his lyrics are very powerful⦠I think the effect of the words is amplified by the music.â
Paul Dolinsky, editor, 'The Golden Lantern.' ...... 'Not sh*t.' Les Vogt.



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