A Lull-a-by & 2 Wake-up Calls. In this zip-file are three songs. The first is a pella done for a song “Postcard” and also has a duet with the voice of Michael Yorktopia.
Lyrics:
A postcard on my desk
Notre Dame – Paris France
That’s where we thought we’d find
Something that got left behind.
I walked up dusty stairs
To a room
No-one there…
A red rose on a chair…
With a note –
“meet me there”
(If I don’t…I won’t know
…shall I stay? Shall I go?)
Something in that purple sky,
Van Gogh’s birds flying high…
Shadows deep – misty park
Where we meet is where we part.
Now it is another day,
City sounds all give way,
To the rumble of a train,
Say goodbye…
Kiss the rain…
Free at last From all pain
Take my hand we will find
Everything we left behind.

#2 Lull-a-bye - original lyric written to accompany the music created by _ghost.

Lyrics:
Sleep beneath the vaulted sky
Please no tears
Now dry your eyes
Everyone must say “goodbye”
But while you’re here, a lull-a-bye

My song is but a wish come true
A heartfelt gift from me to you
Each cold and distant star bends low
To feel your warmth
To see your glow

The constellations pictures born
In scenes of dreams the stars give form
To every hope we ever know
As above
So below
The Dipper ladles out its love
The North Star lights our path tonight
And you don’t need a telescope
To feel my words
And know they’re right

Sleep beneath the vaulted sky
Please no tears
Now dry your eyes
Everyone must say “goodbye”
But while you’re here, a lull-a-bye

Everyone must say “goodbye”
But while you’re here, a lull-a-bye

and #3
“The Last Of England” - original lyrics and melody intended for radiotimes backing music (Leigh Bowrey’s Dance)To hear this piece visit: http://www.acidplanet.com/a...

Lyrics:
Where is the land we dreamed of?
Where too now, the hopes we bore?
Are we but the “Last of England”
Heading for a distant shore?

I knew you once as Titania
Then again as Fanny Price
Mansfield Park’s another suburb
Catherine’s left her Wuthering Heights…

But we are lost
We’re adrift on the sea
We can’t see
Stormy weather
Rain and fog – Oh………..

I was Peter
You were Wendy
NeverNever land we found
When we heard the air raid siren
We huddled in the Underground

I have been Robin of Locksley
Nelson’s ghost at Trafalgar Square
A Dandy with a green carnation
The Beatles with their tosseled hair

(London Bridge is falling - falling down - sing a song of sixpence Darling - get out of town)

Pack a bag
We’ll travel lightly
Wave bye to Dad and ole’ Mum too
Leave the High Street and the Taxis
Come on now
Let’s bid Adieu.

Where is the land we dreamed of?
Where too now, the hopes we bore?
Are we but the “Last of England”
Heading for a distant shore?

I would be King
You would be the Queen
We would rule and reign
For -ever more

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