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Home (Idris Davies) Vocals: Yugin83 , Bluesharp: The 2nd T-G, Guitars: Telefan

telefan on June 23, 2013 12:03

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    I had the idea to cover a piece by Idris Davies; I have always like this song. I was thrilled when Eugenia, and Theo said they would be on it! Eugenia recorded a brilliant vocal with harmony. Theo brings his amazing bluesharp that sets the mood perfectly. My sincerest gratitude to you both! I would also like to thank Derek (fossil60) & Stella (Stella Schiavo) who helped so much in the development of the acoustic arrangement. Special thanks to Idris Davies; it is an honor to cover your work.

    Idris Davies

    Idris Davies- lyrics and music (2009, Sketch Songs - The Sternhall Sessions)

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    Eugenia- Vocals

    Theo- Harp

    Me- acoustic and electric guitars


    Home (Idris Davies)

    The rain outside is washing
    The memories of my mind,
    My feet like fingers groping
    The sodden streets of time,
    The dying dogs are howling,
    Howling out your name
    Hoping you'll make it safely home.

    Distant faces linger
    In the fleeting shadows gaze
    A single slightly finger
    Points for them the way,
    Wheels of judgment tumble
    Past this window pain
    And I’m waiting for you to come safely home.

    A stubborn sense of reason
    Brandishes the day,
    My eyes like out of season
    Life put me to shame,
    I’m lost alone I’m beaten
    My words pressed into clay,
    Here’s hoping you make it safely home.

    The broken world around me
    Stands only up for shame,
    Buildings lay in peaces
    Hiding from your Name,
    The superficial servants
    Crumble where you came,
    So here’s hoping you make it safely home.

    The seat is cold and vacant
    Palm trees hanging low,
    The birds for you are silent
    The sun doesn’t want to go,
    The blind are all preparing -
    In faith they seem to know
    That you’ll soon be coming safely home.

    And so I lay here watching
    Through this window pain,
    The sky in glory burning
    With the echo of your name
    And I see all the good things
    That you’ve done and that you’ll do
    And so I know you’ll be coming safely home.


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