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The Fairy Reel
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A dark melody for a dark tale
singer songwriter acoustic dick savage
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www.dicksavage.cz now online!
I'm a one-man acoustic show featuring furious guitar playing, passionate vocals and lyrics to make you think (well, sometimes). "Frenetic one-man acoustic gorgeosity" they call it.
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Charts
Peak #475
Peak in subgenre #40
Author
Dick Savage/Neil Gaiman
Rights
Dick Savage 2009
Uploaded
July 08, 2009
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MP3 2.7 MB 128 kbps 2:58
Story behind the song
Ive always loved Neil Gaimans stories and poems, theyve influenced many a song before. This is the first time Ive used one of his compositions unchanged; the guitar came first and the vocal melody demanded this poem!
Lyrics
If I were young as once I was, and dreams and death more distant then, I wouldnt split my soul in two, and keep half in the world of men, So half of me would stay at home, and strive for Ferie in vain, While all the while my soul would stroll up narrow path, down crooked lane, And there would meet a fairy lass and smile and bow with kisses three, Shed pluck wild eagles from the air and nail me to a lightning tree And if my heart would run from her or flee from her, be gone from her, Shed wrap it in a nest of stars and then shed take it on with her Until one day shed tire of it, all bored with it and done with it Shed leave it by a burning brook, and off brown boys would run with it. Theyd take it and have fun with it and stretch it long and cruel and thin, Theyd slice it into four and then theyd string with it a violin. And every day and every night theyd play upon my heart a song So plaintive and so wild and strange that all who heard it danced along And sang and whirled and sank and trod and skipped and slipped and reeled and rolled Until, with eyes as bright as coals, theyd crumble into wheels of gold.... But I am young no longer now; for sixty years my hearts been gone To play its dreadful music there, beyond the valley of the sun. I watch with envious eyes and mind, the single-souled, who dare not feel The wind that blows beyond the moon, who do not hear the Fairy Reel. If you dont hear the Fairy Reel, they will not pause to steal your breath. When I was young I was a fool. So wrap me up in dreams and death. Neil Gaiman
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