Lisa O'Neill - Old Note

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  • čas přidán 14. 11. 2022
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    Directed by Myles O’Reilly
    Art direction Donal Dineen
    Thanks to Daniel O’Neill for his assistance in the making of the video
    Thank you to the Kingdom of Kerry and special thanks to Noelle Campbell-Sharp
    Written by Lisa O’Neill
    Published by Domino Music
    Musicians
    Lisa O’Neill Vocals, Colm Mac Con Iomaire Violin, Joseph Doyle Bass, Kate Ellis Cello, Brian Leach Hammer Dulcimer, Colm O’Hara Trombone
    Additional thoughts and unique voice Sadie-Mae O’Neill...
    Produced and mixed by David Odlum
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    LYRICS
    The wind whistled you in behind the springtime
    Float old note new among my mind
    You hold the note, the note just moves to move man
    Let go of the note and so move everything
    I can't come to quantify the feeling
    I was walking home half in the dreaming
    The things that I was thinking I was singing
    The wind whistled you in behind the springing
    A star ran rings around a star before me
    And spun and swooped and sank and rocked beneath me
    And mirrored what I've carried since I met me
    And shot me back into the ground below me
    And there I met another note long buried
    And sat upon it's shoulders was a memory
    I hum but see above me is gone so noisy
    I almost think I do not recognise me
    Feathered friend, dig up and resurrect me
    I long to live among the song of birdies
    A lawless league of lonesome, lonesome beauty
    Skies and skies and skies above duty
    The wind whistled you in behind the springtime
    Float old note new among my mind
    You hold the note, the note just moves to move man
    Let go of the note and so move everything
    I can't come to quantify the feeling
    I was walking home half in the dreaming
    The things that I was thinking I was singing
    The wind whistled you in behind the springing
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