Tommy Shares: The Left Banke "Pretty Ballerina" 

Gorgeous beautiful haunting song "somewhere a mountain is moving" The Left Banke are musical geniuses and writers. There will never be a decade of music like the 1960's ever again so sad. Love the Left Banke so much i listen to them all the time . ❤️💕🕊️

I'm 64 and only discovered this song two years ago. It instantly became one of my favorites. Your sentiments are similarly felt by myself. Longing for true love persists and I still dream of it.

I could not find words for when I first heard this gem. it is gorgeous. Steve Martin has some set of bellows and the horn bit made me produce goosebumps. I like your truth so I'm subbing for you

This song was really peaceful to me just relaxing and comfortable. Those songs that stir are emotions for the bad or the good just grip our hearts tight. Those memories these songs bring out can be wonderful or crippling depending wete we are in our life's but in the end we are should be happy to have just had such a impactful moment. Thanks for sharing such a personal moment with us.

Oh Lord! I'm old. I remember this song from when it first came out. It's just as beautiful as it was then.

This is a classic!!!

What a great discovery, when I came across this band, a shame it wasn't much sooner, as I might have actually got to see them! R.I.P. lad's!

Michael would have loved to hear your experience in hearing his work.Thanks for sharing your story, I'll tell our sons.

Back in the 60's I bought their album with this song and "Walk Away Renee" on, It is an absolute gem of an album! When CD's first appeared, this album was one of the first I bought. Play more LB!

How good is this? i want it played at my Funeral

This song... Dont know what it is, but it does hit hard.

damn fine music video and a really lovely song.. susanne sundfor made an album called "music for people in trouble" and it's all about the sad and desperate side of love. it contains songs with absolute beautiful, sad and honest lyrics. those lyrics are probably the best ones written about love. as she sings in undercover: Don't trust the ones who love you 'Cause if you love them back They'll always disappoint you It's just a matter of fact Don't love the ones who trust you It's just not in your heart You're a teasing little twister and They're dancers in the dark, oh, but I wish I had a lover who'd keep it undercover We could live our dreams, we'd sail on golden wings I wish I had a lover, someone who wouldn't bother To tell me what to feel, to tell me what is real It's not a lot I'm asking for They'll kiss you in the evening, devils in disguise, and Love you till the morning then vanish before your eyes A walking disaster can also master A graceful posture, but where's the dignity when...? I wish I had a lover who'd keep it undercover And we could live our dreams, we'd sail on golden wings I wish I had a lover, someone who wouldn't bother To tell me what to feel, to tell me what is real I wish I had a lover who'd keep it undercover And we could live our dreams, we'd sail on golden wings I wish I had a lover, someone who wouldn't bother To tell me what to feel, to tell me what is real bedtime stories: Because you never meant it when you said that it’s alright Because it wasn’t really ever what I had in mind The damages are clear; he takes the pain, I take the fear Oh, what’s the devil but a good negotiator? Because I always meant it when I said it would go wrong Because I always thought my life would be a sad song The future’s conveyed, you know the chord before it’s played Oh, what am I but a bad story teller? And when the nights are cold and strange and all the birds are gone And all the oil’s been spilt, and left us on this Earth alone I'll think about the time you reassured me you were mine Oh, what is love but a frail little dreamcatcher? and finally in no one believes in love anymore: No one believes in love anymore They throw away the keys, no one knocked on the door No one knocked on the door, knocked on the door You reap what you sow, no one knocked on the door Pain is pleasure and then just pain Chasing the thunder and lost in the rain You are lost in the rain, lost in the rain Yourself to blame, you are lost in the rain The skin so enticing, the thrill of the sting Then drops the stinger and the spinning begins Oh, yes, the spinning begins, the spinning begins The world has gone off the hinges, and the spinning begins A downwards spiral, punctured balloon Disfigured and pale looking up at the Moon Looking up at the Moon, up at the Moon We’ll all get there soon, looking up at the Moon and after this album of a woman who has lost all hope for true love she came up with the conter-album, blómi. alyosha is a track that invites you to her very own wedding. you'll feel almost like a voyeur, being so close to her, her family and friends. filmed by a close friend of hers, i was in tears after watching it. and what you said about that life long lasting love, there is an icelandic short movie called "the last farm" about exact this love and it's end. i really reccomend to watch this movie. you don't need to understand icelandic to follow what's going on and it will probably rip you apart.