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I have held to you dearly,
I had asked you to steer me,
Till one cloud-scattered night,
I got lost and in my travels I met Leo the lion,
Met a king and met a giant, with their errant light,
There's the wind and the rain, and the mercy of the fallen,
Who say they have no claim to know what's right.
There's the weak and the strong and the beds that have no answer,
And that's where I may rest my head tonight.
I saw all the bright people,
In imposing flocks they landed,
And they got what they demanded,
And they scratched at the ground.
Then they flew, and the field grew as sweetly for the flightless,
Who had longing yet despite this,
They could hear every sound.
There's the wind and the rain,
And the mercy of the fallen,
Who say they have no claim to know what's right.
There's the weak and the strong and the beds that have no answer,
And that's where I may rest my head tonight.
If your sister or your brother were stumbling on their last mile,
In a self-inflicted exile,
You'd hope they'd meet a humble friend.
And I hope someday that the best of Falstaff's planners
Give me seven half-built manors,
Where half-dreams may dream without end.
There's the wind and the rain, and the mercy of the fallen,
Who say they have no claim to know what's right.
There's the weak and the strong and the many stars that guide us,
We have some of them inside us.
I think it's her wife.
No close relation. Dar"s been married to Michael Robinson since 2002.
Discovered this song for the first time on RP, and it's so wonderful. I wish I'd known about her 20 years ago.
It's now four days later, and I still love this song---if you were curious.
Took your advice. Loved it. Funny, sad and so today. Meet you in the cafeteria?
i keep getting her confused with sam phillips
i need more post its
My life runs on post-its.
i need more post its
Moved from 9 to 10. I just love her voice.
Just bumped her up to 10 too, i think i may have heard this on a tv show or 2
Thanks for the Wake Up Call segue Bill and Rebecca! A Silent Moment into this...
Love this is she Lucindas sister? or her daughter?
treehugger wrote:
I think it's her wife.
Not sure why you have that impression. From Dar Williams' Wikipedia:
On May 4, 2002, she married Michael Robinson, an old friend from college, though they are now divorced.[13] Their son, Stephen Gray Robinson, was born on April 24, 2004. In addition, they have an adopted daughter named Taya, who was born in Ethiopia.[14] She resides in the Hudson Valley region of New York.[13]
and from Lucinda Williams' Wikipedia:
During the 1980s, Williams was briefly married to Long Ryders drummer Greg Sowders. In September 2009 she married Tom Overby, an executive from Best Buy's music department, who is also her manager. The marriage ceremony was performed on stage at First Avenue by her father.[24]
Williams isn't exactly an uncommon name...
Ron and Nancy got the house, but Sid and Nancy rule.
I died eight years ago - I'm still a legend at my high school
I stole a Chevy and I wrapped it round a tree
But that's OK cause no one's gonna make the next century
I'm up in heaven now they say I'm here to stay
Where the clouds are really puffy and the angels sing every day
Alleluia Alleluia Alleluia, . . .
The cafeteria's got everything it's gonna drive me mad
Cause it looks just like a big Hawaiian party that my mother had
It's like the worst Elvis film I've ever seen
Technicolor luau all on technicolor green
There's camping trips and donkey rides and singing round the fire
And they signed me up for surfing, but they can't get me in the choir
Alleluia Alleluia Alleluia . . .
But there she was this morning getting fitted for her wings
Leather boots, magenta hair, and saying nasty things
I'd say she was an angel but it's stupid and it's obvious
I said you'll hate it here cause we're the only ones like us
It's crypto-fascist mania it's silicon deliria
Yeah, she said, you're right, but I like the cafeteria
. . . . . . . . . . . .
God looks like a guidance counselor God's got that smile
God says, how could this be, that's really odd
I guess I'll have to check my records, silly me - you know, I'm only God
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
The waves are perfect and the sun will always shine
But there's got to be more to death than surfing all the time
I know the signs of self-destruction so I try to stop each new kid
Don't be like me, forever young, forever stupid
Yeah, I found love here but I'll bet you'll find it there
Where they don't always make the same joke
Gee you make a heavenly pair
Lovely Cynaera! She's still teaching and inspiring : )
Laurie, I won't tell you what it does for me.
Maybe just the voice.
I think it's her wife.
Have to agree with that. You can have too much of a good thing.
Yes, I'm with y'all on that. SIck of these types of songs....
Ron and Nancy got the house, but Sid and Nancy rule.
I died eight years ago - I'm still a legend at my high school
I stole a Chevy and I wrapped it round a tree
But that's OK cause no one's gonna make the next century
I'm up in heaven now they say I'm here to stay
Where the clouds are really puffy and the angels sing every day
Alleluia Alleluia Alleluia, . . .
The cafeteria's got everything it's gonna drive me mad
Cause it looks just like a big Hawaiian party that my mother had
It's like the worst Elvis film I've ever seen
Technicolor luau all on technicolor green
There's camping trips and donkey rides and singing round the fire
And they signed me up for surfing, but they can't get me in the choir
Alleluia Alleluia Alleluia . . .
But there she was this morning getting fitted for her wings
Leather boots, magenta hair, and saying nasty things
I'd say she was an angel but it's stupid and it's obvious
I said you'll hate it here cause we're the only ones like us
It's crypto-fascist mania it's silicon deliria
Yeah, she said, you're right, but I like the cafeteria
. . . . . . . . . . . .
God looks like a guidance counselor God's got that smile
God says, how could this be, that's really odd
I guess I'll have to check my records, silly me - you know, I'm only God
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
The waves are perfect and the sun will always shine
But there's got to be more to death than surfing all the time
I know the signs of self-destruction so I try to stop each new kid
Don't be like me, forever young, forever stupid
Yeah, I found love here but I'll bet you'll find it there
Where they don't always make the same joke
Gee you make a heavenly pair
this is a great example of what my other PSA was about!
Multicolored florescent chords by ~BlackPeregrin
Gabe ©2009-2010 ~BlackPeregrin
Dar Williams at a free concert in the park.
I heard an interview with her where she pointed out that the vocal idea from Iowa was a warmup exercise that she always did.
I got a kick out of that.
I love this song, in particular. I perform my own version of it as part of my regular set. I think it stands apart from whatever genre it's supposed to be in. It's really hard to say what "type of music" you're bundling it with.
I second the sentiment. I knew about RP on and off for a while, then started really listening to it regularly earlier this year. Finally decided to become a support this summer, and I think it's money well spent. I love the exposure I get to new music and the commercial-freeity of it is just a bonus. (Yeah, I just made that word up — youse got a problem wi dat?!?!?!)
peter_james_bond wrote:
I'd never heard of Dar Williams before, but maybe that's because I'm this side of the Pond, but on this evidence she's a fine singer-songwriter, and as you say the production is really rich. Yet another new artist for my CD wishlist thanks to RP (though no thanks from my credit card account ;-)). 7 from the Nottingham jury.