Fables of the Silverlink

Album cover art for "Fables of the Silverlink" by The Clientele & Alicia Mancanás

The Clientele & Alicia Mancanás - Rock, Indietronica

Fables of the Silverlink

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[Intro] Blue sloes caught in wet grass, Jarita lasya Blue sloes caught in wet grass, Jarita lasya I remember so well, she was dying in May She was dying in May Blue sloes caught in wet grass, Jarita lasya [Verse 1] Caged birds flinch, the subway is still Anna lives in the house on the hill Where the sun's hot line is crossing the street so slow [Verse 2] Out of the dark and the black pond rising The nightingales And they have crossed through the telegraph wires To the clear, dark air [Verse 3] Still so still, with your hands on your face And I kissed your eyеs, and I knelt like I prayed In thе gardens there, I was young again I was young again I was young again [Interlude] [Spanish vocals] In the night air [Verse 4] After you wake, after the song After the quiet dream of love in the inhaling dawn Somebody's mowing the lawn And with the hares in the moon You'll know when I'm coming through [Verse 5] After the light, after the dawn After the morning rain hits junkyards, fireweed and patio lawns Your beautiful light, so hollow and clear and alive Here in the face of your child Here in the face of your child [Verse 6] After you wake, after the dream After your father's hands have cradled still your sleeping head His voice is so real Calling the girl that you were Calling you back through the night Lost and found in the fire Lost and found in the fire [Bridge] Steel rims crack, the night sings back, the hare is in the moon If I get myself together, I'll be 'round so soon With a Russian glove on a high-back chair That you moved aside while the radio glared And you touch your face And I am lost in your eyes And I am lost in your eyes And I am lost in your eyes I am lost [Outro] So Elaine, I love the games we used to play But I can't find my way back through the night I am in the days at school When the only things I knew I was nobody at all 'til the streetlamps broke the spell I don't know why

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Credits

Writers
  • The Clientele
  • Alasdair MacLean
  • Alicia Mancanás