21 Nov 23 - 09:38 AM (#4192125) Subject: Lyr Req: Speak Your Name by Archie Fisher From: GUEST,Stephen R Here's what I have so far, but there are some lines that are not clear, any input is welcome. Speak Your Name by Archie Fisher The tender ties of a true lovers' knot in closeness twine the lighter but the distance that draws the ends apart (means?) the knot grows fast and tighter I've slit the loop of the highwayman's hitch slackened the bite of the bowline but I'll never loosen this Jack Ketch noose (for my heart has been cruelly?) stolen Today I saw my breath on the wind that hushed and rippled the barley as I whistled the horses up to the gate on an autumn morning early The lark in the honeysuckle there sang everything about you and I swallowed my heart with a long deep sigh for the year that had passed without you The reaper's blade will follow the wind and spill the corn on the morrow The silver plowshare will till the earth to a straight and crusted furrow The wind will veer to the nor-nor-east in the chilling wake of September and I'll ride through the banished October leaves to the gloom of a dark November The early snows will comfort the earth and the muffled hoof beats' whisper over and over will speak your name as the rind of frost grows crisper (I'll ride the the line of the longing drink?) at a slow collected canter by the muffled walls and the shrouding drifts of a long and a lonely winter I'll find no voice for the festive cries and familiar songs of the season I'll find no tears in my restive eyes as I search for the rhyme and reason I'll watch the wick of December's days into its final burning and speak your name to the kindled flame of another year of yearning |
21 Nov 23 - 10:18 AM (#4192128) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Speak Your Name by Archie Fisher From: cnd Both of your assumed lyrics in the first stanza sound right to me. I think your words in the second to last stanza sound right, but I'd like for someone else to give it a listen too. |
21 Nov 23 - 11:07 AM (#4192133) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Speak Your Name by Archie Fisher From: MoorleyMan That sounds right to me too. The only correction I hear to the above is the last line of stanza 3 which starts with "in" instead of "to". |
21 Nov 23 - 12:46 PM (#4192140) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Speak Your Name by Archie Fisher From: Sol I've listened to the track on youtube and the only words I thought may be different are these ... v1) I've slipped [slit] the loop (i.e. as in a slip knot) v3) burnished [bannished] October leaves v4) long yew [longing] rig [drink] Of course, I may be way of the mark, but that's how I hear it. |
21 Nov 23 - 01:02 PM (#4192141) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Speak Your Name by Archie Fisher From: MoorleyMan Good work Sol, I did feel a touch uneasy about "longing drink", and your solution makes better sense. Your other suggestions are most credible too. |
21 Nov 23 - 01:08 PM (#4192142) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Speak Your Name by Archie Fisher From: GUEST I like the sound of "long yew rig" but what is a rig in this context? |
21 Nov 23 - 01:25 PM (#4192143) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Speak Your Name by Archie Fisher From: GUEST,Stephen R Oh I see: "Rigg comes from the Scottish word for "ridge", as in the medieval "ridge and furrow" system of farming, or run rig land allocation." So I think "long yew rigg" is a great idea. Thanks! I agree with slipped vs slit since even though I hear "slit", "slipped" makes more sense. Not sure about banished vs burnished. I also still think it's "to the gloom of a dark November" vs "in the gloom of a dark November". Here is what I have: The tender ties of a true lovers' knot in closeness twine the lighter but the distance that draws the ends apart means the knot grows fast and tighter I've slipped the loop of the highwayman's hitch slackened the bite of the bowline but I'll never loosen this Jack Ketch noose for my heart has been cruelly stolen Today I saw my breath on the wind that hushed and rippled the barley as I whistled the horses up to the gate on an autumn morning early The lark in the honeysuckle there sang everything about you and I swallowed my heart with a long deep sigh for the year that had passed without you The reaper's blade will follow the wind and spill the corn on the morrow The silver plowshare will till the earth to a straight and crusted furrow The wind will veer to the nor-nor-east in the chilling wake of September and I'll ride through the banished October leaves to the gloom of a dark November The early snows will comfort the earth and the muffled hoof beats' whisper over and over will speak your name as the rind of frost grows crisper I'll ride the line of the long yew rigg at a slow collected canter by the muffled walls and the shrouding drifts of a long and a lonely winter I'll find no voice for the festive cries and familiar songs of the season I'll find no tears in my restive eyes as I search for the rhyme and reason I'll watch the wick of December's days into its final burning and speak your name to the kindled flame of another year of yearning |