Song Lyric Sunday 25 October 2020 – A late addition

Jim Adams’ Song Lyric Sunday gives us the chance to share familiar, and sometimes not so familiar, songs. Jim has given us Ghost /Pumpkin /Trick /Treat /Witch this week to be included in the title or lyrics.

If you fancy sharing one of your favourite songs you can find out how to participate, and also listen to all the great entries, here.

Today I happened across this song from David Gilmour, singing with his daughter Romany Gilmour who plays harp on this track.

David is, of course, the voice and guitar of Pink Floyd, joining them in 1968 shortly before the departure of founder member Syd Barrett. He has always been a favourite of mine and this particular track is very reminiscent of Leonard Cohen, another of my favourites! You will see why this is when you read the background to the story at the bottom of the lyrics.

Yes, I Have Ghosts

David Gilmour

The heat of the sun stayed on through the night
Made spectres of strangers playing games with my sight
I passed through the station, a face in the crowd
The whistle was blowing, the barrier came down

There was my baby, in another’s embrace
I called out her name in shame and disgrace

Yes, I have ghosts, not all of them dead
Making dust of my dreams, spinning round and around
Around in my head

Train on the tracks, teeth of the zip
The slider moves down, we were joined at the hip
Stealing the groove, the widening gap
Unfastening rails from a past with no map

Yes, I have ghosts, a fleeting sight
It’s always the living that are haunting my nights

Where is the sweet soul that you used to be
Gone like a thistle that’s blown on the breeze
I guess when it’s over, this haunting will end
The waiting, the baiting, my killer, my friend

Yes, I have ghosts, not all of them dead
And they dance by the moon, millstones white as the sheet
On my bed

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: David Gilmour / Polly Samson

Yes, I Have Ghosts lyrics © Concord Music Publishing LLC

YES, I HAVE GHOSTS is the first new song from David Gilmour in 5 years and features the voice and harp playing of his daughter Romany. Available to stream / download now: https://smarturl.it/davidgilmour 

The inspiration for the track was the new novel ‘A Theatre for Dreamers’, by Polly Samson, who also wrote the lyrics. The song has previously only been available as part of the ground-breaking audiobook for the novel.

Set on the idyllic Greek island of Hydra in 1960, ‘A Theatre for Dreamers’ captures the hazy, sun-drenched days of an expat bohemian community of poets, painters, and musicians, including a 25 year-old Leonard Cohen.

The Sunday Times bestseller ‘A Theatre For Dreamers’ by Polly Samson is out now: https://smarturl.it/atheatrefordreamers 

*MUSIC CREDITS* Yes, I Have Ghosts (David Gilmour / Polly Samson)

David Gilmour Vocals, Guitar, Samples, Programming

Romany Gilmour Vocals, Harp

John McCusker Fiddle

Damon Iddins String quartet sampling

All other instruments by David Gilmour

Produced by David Gilmour

© 2020 David Gilmour Music Ltd. The copyright in this sound recording and artwork is owned by David Gilmour Music Ltd. 

Twittering Tales #160 – 29 October 2019

It’s time again, for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge, to write a story, inspired by her picture prompt, in 280 characters or fewer.

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution.

Check out all the fabulously creative entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!

cemetery-989920_1280-2Photo by kalhh at Pixabay.com

I warned them!

They had been practising the same song all evening.

I told the conductor that if I heard that song one more time they would regret it.

He just laughed.

He raised his baton, the choir took a breath and the first notes filled the air.

They’d all be singing a new song now!

(280 characters)

Twittering Tales #144 – 9 July 2019

 

It’s time again, for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge, to write a story, inspired by her picture prompt, in 280 characters or fewer.

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution, which, this week, differs from my normal, but I like it. I hope you do!

Check out all the fabulously creative entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!

kitchen.jpgPhoto by Lisa Fotios @ Pexels.com

Party in perpetuity

Same house,
same party,
same day,
same time.
Every year!

Same laughs,
same jokes,
same lives,
same folks.
Very queer!

Same food,
same plates,
same drinks,
same mates.
Full of cheer!

Not the same,
we died that day,
we come forlorn,
and not to play,

but

shed a tear!

(247 characters)

Seventy Five Years In The Passing: A D-Day Tribute — Gloria Smud

This needs no introduction whatsoever, other than to say what a wonderful tribute it is.

Seventy Five Years In The Passing..A D-Day Tribute. Seventy five years in the passing, The 6th of June; brave troops amassing. Nobody knew how countless would pay, For saving our souls that proud D-Day. From hillsides, valleys, towns & moors, They set off, leaving British shores. A rendezvous of military purpose, They called it Piccadilly…

via Seventy Five Years In The Passing: A D-Day Tribute — Gloria Smud