Songs | Volume 5 |
The years 1973-4 were productive ones for the Crabbe-Runswick songwriting partnership. Twelve good songs emerged, plus Feet Of Clay which I left unfinished at the time and completed years later. If an average of one song every two months should seem a small number, remember that at this time we were both busy professionals in other fields, and songwriting was almost like a hobby for us. Today Kerry often says, looking back, that even as we were working at ‘important’ things for a living we were writing the songs ‘with our left hands’. Of the output from 1973-4 only four songs found their way onto my 1980-82 studio recordings: Sweet Old-fashioned Thing, Move, Edge Of The City and The Colours Ran (see Volumes 1 and 2 on this website). Move and The Colours Ran were also recorded by Cleo Laine, and Too Much To Ever Touch by Swingle II. Eight songs from 1973-4 which don't appear on Volumes 1 or 2 are offered here in new recordings, made in 2010-11, thirty-seven years after their composition. |
[ 1 ] I Never Want To See
Mr
Good-Time-Get-The-Show-On-The-Road
Mr
I-Say-What-A-Beautiful-Day
Mud-in-your-eye
Mr
Good-Friends Mr Days-Without-Ends
[ 2 ] Mister Man
Mister Man
Mister Man
Mister Man
Mister Man
[ 3 ] Philosophical Song
I know what's going to happen
maybe I'm
right and maybe I'm wrong
Every time there's trouble
maybe I'm
right and maybe I'm wrong
All you need's a crisis
Ah lackaday
maybe I'm
right and maybe I'm wrong
[ 4 ] Time Out Of Mind
On the other side of the hill
On the other side of the hill
Same
clouds, same sky
On the other side of the hill
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[ 5 ] Feet Of Clay
Woman, won't you take me in
Woman, will you comfort me
Did you see me
crumbling
Woman, you can't leave me now
[ 6 ] The Sound Of One
It's a long long time since I've seen the sea
It's a long long day since I've felt the rain
Trouble and time are
only man-made things
In the deep deep dark of the bluest night
[ 7 ] Too Much To Ever Touch
The yellow taper of a match
She held a halo glimmering
So
graceful and grave
How one
fleeting image
Ethereal music
A silver moon is ferrying
[ 8 ] Such A Gift, Such A Burden
And now our evenings in the park are getting shorter. Such a gift, such a burden.
The
children make a ring, the youngest hold hands,
A schoolgirl stoops and picks a flower for her folder, Such a gift, such a burden.
However long a sunny summer day may
last,
And now the day is lost, tomorrow is for winning. Such a gift, such a burden.
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Recorded at The DReam Room, London.
Sequenced 2005-2011.
Live recordings and mixing December
2010-February 2011.
All these compositions and recordings
are covered by copyright.