22-01-2022, 04:35
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NEIL YOUNG "prairie wind" cd, 2005
his 26th solo studio album of 41...
Uncle Neil is contemplating his own mortality on this one, along with reminiscing days long passed...
not surprising really considering just months before writing and recording this one he suffered a near fatal aneurysm...
album's tracks are firmly in the folky style we all know and love from him, was written and recorded in Nashville using a lot of the same musos he used on "harvest" and "harvest moon"...
album contains the most complete set of lyrics featured on any of his albums and is the equal best in terms of melodies and vocals of his best works also...
an absolute masterpiece IMO and overall, my second favourite studio album of his...
I LOVE THIS ALBUM
favourite on this occasion: clip taken from the excellent "heart of gold" dvd.
In the morning when I wake up and listen to the sound
Of the birds outside on the roof
I try to ignore what the paper says
And I try not to read all the news
And I'll hold you if you had a bad dream
And I hope it never comes true
'Cause you and I been through so many things together
And the sun starts climbing the roof
It's a dream
Only a dream
And it's fading now
Fading away
It's only a dream
Just a memory without anywhere to stay
The Red River stills flows through my home town
Rollin' and tumblin' on its way
Swirling around the old bridge pylons
Where a boy fishes the morning away
His bicycle leans on an oak tree
While the cars rumble over his head
An aeroplane leaves a trail in an empty blue sky
And the young birds call out to be fed
It's a dream
Only a dream
And it's fading now
Fading away
It's only a dream
Just a memory without anywhere to stay
An old man walks along on the sidewalk
Sunglasses and an old Stetson hat
The four winds blow the back of his overcoat away
As he stops with the policeman to chat
And a train rolls out of the station
That was really somethin' in its day
Picking up speed on the straight prairie rails
As it carries the passengers away
It's gone
Only a dream
And it's fading now
Fading away
Only a dream
Just a memory without anywhere to stay
"BTO....Bachman,Turner,Overweight
They were big in the 70s....for five minutes,on a Saturday,after lunch..." - Me 2014.
They were big in the 70s....for five minutes,on a Saturday,after lunch..." - Me 2014.