19. Van Morrison - Astral Weeks

Van Morrison

 

Van Morrison is one of the most apreciated songwriters of the 20th century. The album is not polished, it's not perfectly played but its flaws only give more strength to the incredible collection of songs that deal with the social and political themes of the late '60s.
01.- Astral Weeks 
 
If I ventured in the slipstream 
Between the viaducts of your dream 
Where immobile steel rims crack 
And the ditch in the back roads stop 
Could you find me? 
Would you kiss-a my eyes? 
To lay me down 
In silence easy 
To be born again 
To be born again 
From the far side of the ocean 
If I put the wheels in motion 
And I stand with my arms behind me 
And I'm pushin' on the door 
Could you find me? 
Would you kiss-a my eyes? 
To lay me down 
In silence easy 
To be born again 
To be born again 
There you go 
Standin' with the look of avarice 
Talkin' to Huddie Ledbetter 
Showin' pictures on the wall 
Whisperin' in the hall 
And pointin' a finger at me 
There you go, there you go 
Standin' in the sun darlin' 
With your arms behind you 
And your eyes before 
There you go 
Takin' good care of your boy 
Seein' that he's got clean clothes 
Puttin' on his little red shoes 
I see you know he's got clean clothes 
A-puttin' on his little red shoes 
A-pointin' a finger at me 
And here I am 
Standing in your sad arrest 
Trying to do my very best 
Lookin' straight at you 
Comin' through, darlin' 
Yeah, yeah, yeah 
If I ventured in the slipstream 
Between the viaducts of your dreams 
Where immobile steel rims crack 
And the ditch in the back roads stop 
Could you find me 
Would you kiss-a my eyes 
Lay me down 
In silence easy 
To be born again 
To be born again 
To be born again 
In another world 
In another world 
In another time 
Got a home on high 
Ain't nothing but a stranger in this world 
I'm nothing but a stranger in this world 
I got a home on high 
In another land 
So far away 
So far away 
Way up in the heaven 
Way up in the heaven 
Way up in the heaven 
Way up in the heaven 
In another time 
In another place 
In another time 
In another place 
Way up in the heaven 
Way up in the heaven 
We are goin' up to heaven 
We are goin' to heaven 
In another time 
In another place 
In another time 
In another place 
In another face 
 
 
02.- Beside You 
 
Little Jimmy's gone 
Way out of the backstreet 
Out of the window 
Through the fallin' rain 
Right on time 
Right on time 
That's why Broken Arrow 
Waved his finger down the road so dark and narrow 
In the evenin' 
Just before the Sunday six-bells chime, six-bells chime 
And all the dogs are barkin' 
Way on down the diamond-studded highway where you wander 
And you roam from your retreat and view 
Way over on the railroad 
Tomorrow all the tippin' trucks will unload 
Every scrapbook stuck will glue 
And I'll stand beside you 
Beside you child 
To never never never wonder why at all 
No no no no no no no no 
To never never wonder why at all 
To never never never wonder why it's gotta be 
It has to be 
Way across the country where the hillside mountain glide 
The dynamo of your smile caressed the barefoot virgin child to wander 
Past your window with a lantern lit 
You held it in the doorway and you cast against the pointed island breeze 
Said your time was open, go well on your merry way 
Past the brazen footsteps of the silence easy 
You breathe in you breathe out you breathe in you breathe out you breath in 
you breathe out you breathe in you breathe out 
And you're high on your high-flyin' cloud 
Wrapped up in your magic shroud as ecstasy surrounds you 
This time it's found you 
You turn around you turn around you turn around you turn around 
And I'm beside you 
Beside you 
Oh darlin' 
To never never wonder why at all 
No no no no no 
To never never never wonder why at all 
To never never never wonder why it's gotta be 
It has to be 
And I'm beside you 
Beside you 
Oh child 
To never never wonder why at all 
I'm beside you 
Beside you 
Beside you 
Beside you 
Oh child 
 
 
03.- Sweet Thing 
 
And I will stroll the merry way 
And jump the hedges first 
And I will drink the clear 
Clean water for to quench my thirst 
And I shall watch the ferry-boats 
And they'll get high 
On a bluer ocean 
Against tomorrow's sky 
And I will never grow so old again 
And I will walk and talk 
In gardens all wet with rain 
 
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing 
My, my, my, my, my sweet thing 
And I shall drive my chariot 
Down your streets and cry 
'Hey, it's me, I'm dynamite 
And I don't know why' 
And you shall take me strongly 
In your arms again 
And I will not remember 
That I even felt the pain. 
We shall walk and talk 
In gardens all misty and wet with rain 
And I will never, never, never 
Grow so old again. 
 
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing 
My, my, my, my, my sweet thing 
And I will raise my hand up 
Into the night time sky 
And count the stars 
That's shining in your eye 
Just to dig it all an' not to wonder 
That's just fine 
And I'll be satisfied 
Not to read in between the lines 
And I will walk and talk 
In gardens all wet with rain 
And I will never, ever, ever, ever 
Grow so old again. 
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing 
Sugar-baby with your champagne eyes 
And your saint-like smile.... 
 
 
04.- Cyprus Avenue 
 
And I'm caught one more time 
Up on Cyprus Avenue 
And I'm caught one more time 
Up on Cyprus Avenue 
And I'm conquered in a car seat 
Not a thing that I can do 
I may go crazy 
Before that mansion on the hill 
I may go crazy 
Before that mansion on the hill 
But my heart keeps beating faster 
And my feet can't keep still 
And all the little girls rhyme something 
On the way back home from school 
And all the little girls rhyme something 
On the way back home from school 
And the leaves fall one by one by one by one 
Call the autumn time a fool 
Yeah baby my tongue gets tied 
Every every every time I try to speak 
My tongue gets tied 
Every time I try to speak 
And my inside shakes just like a leaf on a tree 
I think I'll go on by the river with my cherry cherry wine 
I believe I'll go walking by the railroad with my cherry cherry wine 
If I pass the rumbling station where the lonesome engine drivers pine 
And wait a minute, yonder comes my lady 
Rainbow ribbons in her hair 
Yonder comes my lady 
Rainbow ribbons in her hair 
Six white horses and a carriage 
She's returning from the fair 
Baby, baby, baby 
And if I'm caught one more time 
Up on Cyprus Avenue 
And if I'm caught one more time 
Up on Cyprus Avenue 
And I'm conquered in a car seat 
And I'm looking straight at you 
Way up on, way up on, way up on.... 
The avenue of trees 
Keep walking down 
In the wind and the rain, darling 
You keep walking down when the sun shone through the trees 
Nobody, no, no, no, nobody stops me from loving you baby 
So young and bold, fourteen years old 
Baby, baby, baby... 
Ooooh-ee 
 
 
05.- The Way Young Lovers Do 
 
We strolled through fields all wet with rain 
And back along the lane again 
There in the sunshine 
In the sweet summertime 
The way that young lovers do 
 
I kissed you on the lips once more 
And we said goodbye just adoring the nighttime 
Yeah, that's the right time 
To feel the way that young lovers do 
 
Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were 
and the way that we were meant to be 
Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you 
and you were for me 
And then we danced the night away 
And turned to each other, say, 'I love you, I love you' 
The way that young lovers do 
 
Do, do, do, do... 
 
Then we sat on our star and dreamed of the way that we were and the way 
that we wanted to be 
Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you 
and you were for me 
I went on to dance the night away 
And turned to each other, say, 'I love you, baby, I love you' 
The way that young lovers do, lovers do, lovers do 
 
Do, do, do, do.... 
 
 
06.- Madame George 
 
Down on Cyprus Avenue 
With a childlike vision leaping into view 
Clicking, clacking of the high heeled shoe 
Ford & Fitzroy, Madame George 
Marching with the soldier boy behind 
He's much older with hat on drinking wine 
And that smell of sweet perfume comes drifting through 
The cool night air like Shalimar 
And outside they're making all the stops 
The kids out in the street collecting bottle-tops 
Gone for cigarettes and matches in the shops 
Happy taken Madame George 
That's when you fall 
Whoa, that's when you fall 
Yeah, that's when you fall 
When you fall into a trance 
A sitting on a sofa playing games of chance 
With your folded arms and history books you glance 
Into the eyes of Madame George 
And you think you found the bag 
You're getting weaker and your knees begin to sag 
In the corner playing dominoes in drag 
The one and only Madame George 
And then from outside the frosty window raps 
She jumps up and says Lord have mercy I think it's the cops 
And immediately drops everything she gots 
Down into the street below 
And you know you gotta go 
On that train from Dublin up to Sandy Row 
Throwing pennies at the bridges down below 
And the rain, hail, sleet, and snow 
Say goodbye to Madame George 
Dry your eye for Madame George 
Wonder why for Madame George 
And as you leave, the room is filled with music, laughing, music, 
dancing, music all around the room 
And all the little boys come around, walking away from it all 
So cold 
And as you're about to leave 
She jumps up and says Hey love, you forgot your gloves 
And the gloves to love to love the gloves... 
To say goodbye to Madame George 
Dry your eye for Madame George 
Wonder why for Madame George 
Dry your eyes for Madame George 
Say goodbye in the wind and the rain on the back street 
In the backstreet, in the back street 
Say goodbye to Madame George 
In the backstreet, in the back street, in the back street 
Down home, down home in the back street 
Gotta go 
Say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye 
Dry your eye your eye your eye your eye your eye... 
Say goodbye to Madame George 
And the loves to love to love the love 
Say goodbye 
Oooooo 
Mmmmmmm 
Say goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye to Madame George 
Dry your eye for Madame George 
Wonder why for Madame George 
The love's to love the love's to love the love's to love... 
Say goodbye, goodbye 
Get on the train 
Get on the train, the train, the train... 
This is the train, this is the train... 
Whoa, say goodbye, goodbye.... 
Get on the train, get on the train... 
 
 
07.- Ballerina 
 
Spread your wings 
Come on fly awhile 
Straight to my arms 
Little angel child 
You know you only 
Lonely twenty-two story block 
And if somebody, not just anybody 
Wanted to get close to you 
For instance, me, baby 
All you gotta do 
Is ring a bell 
Step right up, step right up 
And step right up 
Ballerina 
Crowd will catch you 
Fly it, sigh it, try it 
Well, I may be wrong 
But something deep in my heart tells me I'm right and I don't think so 
You know I saw the writing on the wall 
When you came up to me 
Child, you were heading for a fall 
But if it gets to you 
And you feel like you just can't go on 
All you gotta do 
Is ring a bell 
Step right up, and step right up 
And step right up 
Just like a ballerina 
Stepping lightly 
Alright, well it's getting late 
Yes it is, yes it is 
And this time I forget to slip into your slumber 
The light is on the left side of your head 
And I'm standing in your doorway 
And I'm mumbling and I can't remember the last thing that ran through my head 
Here come the man and he say, he say the show must go on 
So all you gotta do 
Is ring the bell 
And step right up, and step right up 
And step right up 
Just like a ballerina, yeah, yeah 
Crowd will catch you 
Fly it, sight it, c'mon, die it, yeah 
Just like a ballerina 
Just like a just like a just like a ballerina 
Get on up, get on up, keep a-moving on, little bit higher, baby 
You know, you know, you know, get up baby 
Alright, a-keep on, a-keep on, a-keep on, a-keep on pushing 
Stepping lightly 
Just like a ballerina 
Ooo-we baby, take off your shoes 
Working on 
Just like a ballerina 
 
 
08.- Slim Slow Slider 
 
Slim slow slider 
Horse you ride 
White as snow 
Slim slow slider 
Horse you ride 
Is white as snow 
Tell it everywhere you go 
Saw you walking 
Down by Ladbroke Grove this morning 
Saw you walking 
Down by Ladbroke Grove this morning 
Catching pebbles for some sandy beach 
You're out of reach 
Saw you early this morning 
With your brand new boy and your Cadillac 
Saw you early this morning 
With your brand new boy and your Cadillac 
You're gone for something 
And I know you won't be back 
I know you're dying, baby 
And I know you know it, too 
I know you're dying 
And I know you know it, too 
Everytime I see you 
I just don't know what to do
 

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