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05 Dec 02 - 01:39 PM (#841586) Subject: Lyr Req: Rainbows On Her Wings... From: GUEST,Su Rynas Can you believe it? Ten years ago, I heard a song on a dubbed tape of a female folk artist that a friend had given me. It was the last song on the tape. (That last clue may be a red herring, as my friend had the habit of adding random songs if there was room left on the tape...) The last line of that song was "a singing bird with rainbows on her wings..." I absolutely loved that line, and the song - and ended up naming my company Rainbows On Her Wings Music. But I have long since lost the tape, and would dearly love to know who sang those lyrics, so I can go buy the real album. Thanks for your help! See? I really did name my company after this song!!! :-) If you know who sang those lyrics, please let me know. Thanks! |
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05 Dec 02 - 01:57 PM (#841607) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Rainbows On Her Wings... From: GUEST,Su Rynas In case you're wondering, here's the real link: www.rohwmusic.com |
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07 Dec 02 - 04:32 PM (#843189) Subject: Lyr Add: HOUSES (Judy Collins) From: Jim Dixon Copied from http://www.judycollins.com/lyrics/Houses.htm HOUSES Words and Music by Judy Collins Universal Music Corp. (ASCAP)/ The Wildflowers Company (ASCAP) (Administered by Universal Music Corp.) You have many houses, one for every season, Mountains in your windows, violets in your hands. Through your English meadows, your blue-eyed horses wander. You're in Colorado for the spring. When the winter finds you, you fly to where it's summer, Rooms that face the ocean, moonlight on your bed. Mermaids swift as dolphins paint the air with diamonds. You are like a seagull as you said. Why do you fly, bright feathered, sometimes in my dreams? The shadows of your wings fall over my face. I can feel no air. I can find no peace. Brides in black ribbons, witches in white, Fly in through windows, fly out through the night. Why do I think I'm dying sometimes in my dreams? I see myself a child running through the trees, Searching for myself, looking for my life, Looking everywhere crawling on my knees. I cannot see the leaves. I cannot see the light. Then I see you walking just beyond the forest, Walking very quickly, walking by yourself. Your shoes are silver. Your coat is made of velvet. Your eyes are shining. Your voice is sweet and clear. "Come on," you say. "Come with me, I'm going to the castle" All the bells are ringing. The weddings have begun, But I can only stand here. I cannot move to follow. I'm burning in the shadows and freezing in the sun. There are people with you living in your houses, People from your childhood who remember how you were. You were always flying, nightingale of sorry, Singing bird with rainbows on your wings. [Sung by Judy Collins on the albums "Judith", 1975; "So Early in the Spring...The First 15 Years", 1977; and "Voices", 1995.] |