written by Klaus Adamaschek and Tom Fairnie
you can find the lyrics including the poem down below
Klaus Adamaschek: lead vocal, acoustic guitar
Tom Fairnie: spoken poem
Paul Adamaschek: bass guitar, cajon, percussion
Johannes Gunkel: dobro guitar
Sascha Schmitt: piano
recorded by Wolfgang Manns at Toolhouse Studio
Rotenburg an der Fulda/Germany
video: Angelika und Klaus Adamaschek, Guttelsburg 2024
from the album Fairnie & Adamaschek
STILL DREAMING (DMG 2024)
www.tomfairnie.com
www.shiregreen.de
England In Winter
Did you ever travel through England in winter
When the icy mist is freezing in the air
When the wild North-Easter is blowing even stronger
And grey is the colour of everywhere
Along the road we try to catch some faces
It's not easy to read a sheltered mind
Bitter winds are finding forlorn places
Travelling through England in winter time
The distance between real friends is only ever close
Miles are for maps and the footprints of ghosts
We cherish the grip of winter for we know it holds the Spring
And we cherish the Spring because it holds everything
Did you ever cross the icy river Tyne
I was there in the summer of '71
We loved to go down to the waterline
But is Newcastle still sister to my hometown?
Well we used to be in London and in Brighton
We walked the coastal paths of Cornwall and of Wales
In my memories there were always friendly lights on
But now the warm lights are turning pale
The North climbs away from us like a fading memory
Forgetting that there's another North, true and free
It reaches for us like Spring, with a promise and a song
We take its hand of friendship, knowing we belong
Beyond Winter's withering winds the far North sends
Songs that hold memories and the history of friends
In words, rivers, moorland, fire and sea
In wisdom, cobbles, forests; a map made from melody
Tell me who sent England into prolonged winter
And why did they bar the open door?
Tell me what made them turn us into strangers
Are we really welcome any more
Finally we reach the Lammermuir Hills
That ole Jackie Leven song on our minds
Isn't it amazin how much warmer Scotland feels
It's good to still have friends in winter times
Beyond Winter's withering winds the far North sends
Songs that hold memories and the history of friends
In words, rivers, moorland, fire and sea
In wisdom, cobbles, forests; a map made from melody
28 авг 2024
