Kingsland Hill

Words and music by Roger Marshall

Contents

After the lovers. 2

Be on your way. 3

Enemy lines. 5

Headwind. 6

Kingsland hill 6

Let it lie. 7

Rain Song. 9

Something to do. 11

Songbird. 12

So! We Meet again. 13

Stepping on my shadow.. 15

Watching the world unwind. 15

 

 


 

After the lovers

 

Raking through some old memorabilia,

Things long gone yet somehow familiar

A beer mat from a drunken evening

 pictures of rock stars who I once believed in

 

These souvenirs are almost worthless

And yet they serve a kind of purpose

To remind of squalid kitchens

talking all night on hot summer evenings

 

And I wondered what became

of my friend who remained

Who we left drinking on

after the lovers, all the lovers had gone

 

It gave me a feeling, a sense of longing

For a time of being, a time of belonging

We thought a song could cause a revolution

We knew we were right there was no other solution

 

Who were we, those naive narcissists?

hotheaded potheads, drunken pisswits

Who were we? we're the same old people

Our minds have changed and our frames have gone feeble

 

I wondered what became

of my friend who remained

Who we left drinking on

after the lovers, all the lovers had gone

Who we left drinking on

after the lovers, all the lovers had gone

 

  

Be on your way

 

So long my son, your plane awaits

Itís time to go to the gate

Have you got all you need, left nothing behind?

 

So long my son, whispered my mother to me

Be true to yourself wherever you happen to be

I know you wonít disappear, donít get lost the fray

Now theyíre waiting for you, best be on your way

 

So long my son, there are rogues all about

But I know everything is gonna work itself out

Remember this place it will always be your home

 

So long my son, godspeed you on

To wherever you go in the great way beyond

May the good times roll, each and every day

Now theyíre waiting for you, best be on your way

 

And may you fly well, safe and secure

Look down on the world, itís a wonder for sure

Be kind to yourself, may you find inner peace

A place in the sun, your own cosy niche

  

So long my son this time had to come

It donít wait for anyone

I can hear them calling you now, so go donít delay

Because theyíre waiting for you, best be on your way

Because theyíre waiting for you, best be on your way

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Enemy lines

 

From the hotel room I gazed down on the square

People singing and dancing in the warm midnight air

Left me in awe

in the cold of the war

 

These bullet-holed walls drip the blood of history

From this very room what did the witnesses see?

Left me perplexed

In the East facing West

 

I went out on the town with the echoes of long long ago

Seeking out my comrades, tracking down my foes

In another time

Behind enemy lines

 

I crisscrossed the bridge where the armies once rolled

Ghosts of the forgotten their stories yet to be told

Supposed to be my enemy

look like you, they look just like me

 

I went back to the wall, now youíd never know

People died right here, blood stains left in the snow

In another realm

In a black and white film

 


 

 

 

 

Headwind

 

The autumn leaves were falling, traffic rolling by

a southerly wind blowing ripping holes in the sky

I felt my way forward, through an empty space

Up against the headwind, blowing in my face

 

Billboards shouted at me, Oh! to be deaf to the sound

Walls scrawled in graffiti, lone voices being drowned

The words meant nothing to me, tried to focus on keeping warm

Up against the headwind, headlong in a storm

 

The sky was cold and swirling, rain clouds hanging low

Strangers gathered round me, people who Iíll never know

But I knew one face before me, selling something I didnít need

I bent into the headwind pushing me down the street

 

I stumbled down to the harbour, where the sailboats struggled along

Up against the headwind, something felt terribly wrong

I looked up at the buildings, the billboards and the signs

I drew my greatcoat around me, pulled my hat down over my eyes

drew my greatcoat around me, pulled my hat down over my eyes

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

Kingsland hill

 

One more day in my home in this place of fixed abode

went to sleep, got out of bed, checked the news checked, checked the spread

All is quiet all is still from the top of Kingsland hill

 

I canít wait to see you right in front of me instead of zooming on TV

Would that I could hold you from afar, drunk together in a rowdy bar

All is quiet all is still from the top of Kingsland hill

 

Some people  say itís a war, and the enemy lurks outside your door

you my friend might be my foe, how would I even know?

All is quiet all is still from the top of Kingsland hill

 

Brave are the souls who nurse the sick

putting their fragile lives at risk

Dressed as ghosts, clad in white

in the fever of a febrile night

 

One day came, one year went, another birthday non-event

But I donít mind, Iíve got time in  my hands,  oh! you lucky man,

All is quiet, almost tranquil from the top of Kingsland hill

 

I studied the stats, reds on maps, everything running right on track

one more coffee and itís time to sit in the sun Oh! the days just roll along

All is quiet time standing still from the top of Kingsland hill

 

 

 

 

Let it lie

 

You know the man, Big-Oil cee-ee-oh

Making money is all that he knows

Digging down deep into the earth

Milking it for what it is worth

Let it lie

 

If its deep down, he said itís been there too long

Needs to come back to where it rightly belongs

If it destroys the very last wilderness

he donít give a damn, couldnít care less

 Let it lie

 

If thereís coal in them hills heíll simply blow their tops

With enough rigs ní drills heíll push every last drop

If itís locked in sand, simply melt it way

If itís on you land itís not yours anyway

 

If it resists, heís gonna frack it out

Those mad scientists what are they on about?

Got to release anything thatíll burn

What lies beneath must be returned

Let it lie

 

If itís under the depths of the deepest sea

He donít know how to just let it be

If itís beneath some beautiful desolate place

He says you canít just let it go to waste


 

 

 

Rain Song

 

Long time ago I was studying rain

where it went to, from whence it came

I found it was an intermittent phenomenon

Here one day the next its gone

Rain, rain, rain song. Rain, rain on

 

Old Noah went out and built himself an ark

cos it was raining in the morning, still raining after dark

Got all the animals one - two - three

Escaping some or other catastrophe

Rain, rain, rain song. Rain, rain on

 

In the monsoon season it donít ever stop

the Atacama desert never had a drop

Sometimes itís a flood, sometimes itís a drought

It ainít something you can do without

Rain, rain, rain song. Rain, rain on

 

Some people praying for it to come

Their animals are dying  in the sun

Crops donít grow, ground bone dry

Nothing but the sun raining from the sky

Rain, rain rain song. Rain, rain on

 

Crying at my windows, chuckling down the pipes

Tapping on my tin roof in the middle of the night

Coming down in cats, coming down in dogs

tears and perspiration of the gods

Rain, rain, rain song. Rain, rain on

 

 

Something to do

 

Iíll never know what makes romance melt away like flakes of snow

Never understand how it can slip through your fingers like grains of sand

Did you never really care, was it just a casual affair

Just something to do?

 

I should have known nothing is ever set in stone

I must have misjudged, but my heart wonít ever  hold a grudge

 Did you  never really feel, was is never a big deal?

Just something to do?

 

I shouldíve realized, should have been wise

Shouldíhv understood, it wasnít doing either of us any good

Were we never really one, was it just a bit of fun

Just something to do?

 

Old enough to know better, now what does anything matter?

I should have guessed you were never entirely impressed

did you never feel a thrill? was it just time to kill

Just something to do?

 

 


 

 

Songbird

 

Thereís a songbird singing, in my garden tree

I donít know if it sings for you or singing just for me

But itís a beautiful song and it makes me smile

Even though I haven't seen you for a long, long while

for a long, long while, for a long, long while

 

And that song is the echo of a day

when I had everything, but everything got in the way

sometimes I want to talk to you, once more be beguiled

because I haven't seen you for a long, long while

for a long, long while, for a long, long while

 

Itís a song for the sun , bringing in the day

And I wonder have ever found a better way

Itís a song about living about how to exist

I wonder what youíre doing, wonder who youíre with

 

Birdsong rings the morning, a song of dignity

about what it is to be alive, flying wild and free

Maybe your heart holds something, you've not gone in denial

And I haven't seen you for a long, long while

for a long, long while, for a long, long while


 

 

So! We Meet again

 

So! We meet again,  itís been a long, long time

in this place we left so very far behind

Itís good to see you   but what can we say

The years have gone  their crazy way.

 

So! We meet again,  not much has really changed,

But Look at you!   youíre slightly rearranged

and you seem a little bit lost and somewhat compromised.

I hope the dreams you had  have all been realized

 

So! We meet again   back in this hallowed hall.

Our childhood ghosts still haunt the walls

This is the place where we used to play,

it feels like itís still  yesterday

 

So! We meet again  the times we knew are gone

To fragment again,  leave and carry on

with the lives that we lived  that we never planned

with the hopes that we held just once in our hands.

And so we meet again. And so we meet again

 


 

 

Stepping on my shadow

 

Iím standing on the spot that I stood so long ago

Donít know what it was that I came back here to know

Looking over my shoulder, gazing back down the river

 

I put my ear to ground, hearing the mad stampede

Far from the lonely crowd , there is a certain need

Looking in the windows, sleeping under the willow

 

Stepping on my shadow, stepping on my shadow

 

Walking through the woods to the chapel on a hill

where Time and I stood perfectly still

Lost in the hedgerows. Skipping over the meadows

 

Drifting in a day-dream with people I barely recognize

Wandering in between the fields and soft blue skies

Chasing rainbows, seeing the swallows

 

Stepping on my shadow, stepping on my shadow

 

 


 

 

 

Watching the world unwind

 

One Monday morning, I woke with the sun

Something shattered my dream, in a flash it had gone

Sunrise a wonder to behold

A line of silver, a chunk of gold

And in the dazzle and in the shine

I watched the world unwind

 

Deep down in the valley, sunlight yet to break through

People going about doing whatever theyíve got to do

And in that early golden glow

One more day to get to know

Well I might as well join them take one step at a time

I watched the world unwind

 

Well, that lovely olí sun couldnít be bothered to wait

It had to drag the whole wide world wide awake

Itís got nothing but time and space to kill

Thought I had something I needed to fulfill

 

There was a certain lie to the morning land

Some peoplesí days busy being planned

Birdies were chirping, traffic already building

Twenty four hours got to be filled

Well, I might as well join them get into line,

And watch the world unwind

 

Well, I might as well join them get into line,

And watch the world unwind