Walking In Your Shadow Paul Newton /David Byron Mick Box - Guitar David Byron - Lead Vocals Ken Hensley - Guitar Paul Newton - Bass Alex Napier - Drums I'm walking in your shadow Ever since you went away And the clock on the wall Really hasn't very much to say Oh, you left me bleeding And left me needing you In so very many ways I was trying to attract your mind But I'm the lonely one 'Cause I've had to leave it all behind Lied and deceiving Why should I be grieving you Ride on a golden wave Set sail for the sun Make every cloud your slave Don't be alone When I get back from my trip Of the ocean wide Still walking in your shadow And still looking for Somewhere to hide If I am worse off It's all because of you It's all because of you Real Turned On Mick Box /David Byron David Byron - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Guitar Ken Hensley - Keyboards Paul Newton - Bass Alex Napier - Drums Girl, before you go now There's one thing I wanted to do That's get you to come back Because I wanna make love to you Got me real turned on Yes, you have But there's something in your eyes Telling me you have to go Something in your eyes But you're trying not to let it show Got me real turned on Next time you come over I'll buy you a bottle of wine Just take a little drink And everything will turn out fine Yes, it will Whoa baby, do you know What I've got in mind Can you guess what it is Or do you want it on the line Got me real turned Got me real turned Got me real turned Got me real turned on I'll Keep On trying Mick Box /David Byron David Byron - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Guitar Ken Hensley - Keyboards Paul Newton - Bass Alex Napier - Drums You came to me With all of your lies And I was taken in so well It took me quite a time To see the disguise You made it very hard to tell Now here you are again But you're begging in vain 'Cause I really don't want to know You came to me With a little bit of charm You had me down on my knees I didn't really think There was any harm But all you ever did was tease You took all the love That I ever had to give There was nothing left to show Well, I remember everything Everything around me The long dark of winter Till the breath of spring Came close enough to drown me So I'm gonna keep on trying Till I feel like dying And I lay down and pass away But that won't happen till tomorrow And by then I can Borrow another day So I'm gonna keep on trying Wake Up (Set Your Sights) Mick Box /David Byron David Byron - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Guitar Colin Wood - Keyboards Paul Newton - Bass Alex Napier - Drums Wake up, set your sights For never shall we fail Stand up for your rights And justice will prevail You're listening Through endless nights And decision is your goal So wake up, set your sights Oh, the time is right for your role Yeah, or your role Wake up, wake up, wake up Set your sights Never, never, never Shall we fail Stand up, stand up, stand up For your rights Justice, justice, justice Will prevail There in the morning Flying over the hills While men are yawning They are crushed by our wills Never have I witnessed People in fear Not like today Not in many a year Go kill another There are more close behind "No" screams a mother "Are you out of your mind" Though they are shattered They just don't seem to yield Bodies are scattered In all parts of the field Oh no, did I tell you What would happen if you tried "Oh god, stop this killing!" Said a young man Before he died Come Away Melinda Fred Hellerman /Fran Minkoff covers of Come Away Melinda: Hary Belafonte (1963), Judy Collins (1963), The Weavers (1963), Barry St. John (1965), Kenny Rankin (1967), Tim Rose (1967), Bobbie Gentry (1968), Velvet Fogg (1969), UFO (1970) David Byron - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Guitar Colin Wood - Keyboards Paul Newton - Bass Alex Napier - Drums Daddy, daddy, come and look See what I have found A little ways away from here While digging in the ground Come away Melinda Come in and close the door It's nothing, just a picture-book They had before the war Daddy, daddy, come and see Daddy, come and look Why, there's four or five Little Melinda girls Inside my picture book Come away Melinda Come in and close the door There were lots of little girls like you Before they had the war Oh Daddy, daddy, come and see Daddy, hurry do Why, there's someone In a pretty dress She's all grown up like you Won't you tell me why Come away Melinda Come in and close the door That someone is your Mummy You had before the war Daddy, daddy, tell me if you can Why can't things be The way they were Before the war began Come away Melinda Come in and close the door The answer lies in yesterday Before they had the war Lucy Blues Mick Box /David Byron David Byron - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Guitar Ken Hensley - Keyboards Paul Newton - Bass Nigel 'Ollie' Olsson - Drums Well, the very first time I saw you darling Not one single word Would come to my lips Yes, the very first time I saw you darling Not one single word Would come to my lips You see, I was so afraid You wouldn't love me I wanna tell you right now I was frightened right down To my fingertips So baby, when you went away That unlucky day last September I was like a little lost boy In the wilderness Baby baby baby ... When you went away I was like a little lost boy In the wilderness And I've just been sitting here Thinking of everybody I've ever known Well, you know I still love you the best Yeah, the best The Park Ken Hensley David Byron - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Guitar Ken Hensley - Keyboards Paul Newton - Bass Keith Baker - Drums Let me walk a while alone Among the sacred rocks and stones Let me look in vain belief Upon the beauty of each leaf There is green in every blade The tree tops lean providing shade Maypoles spin in happy sound All nature's strength around And there's a horse that feels no pain Its iron strength to take the strain Children rock it to and fro And gaily drink its colour-glow Above, the sky, devoid of cloud Thinks not to cast a thunder shroud Upon this place so full of joy A field of gold of loves employ So, why my heavy heart? You say When tears would stain The sights so gay My brother's dreams once here did soar Until he died at the hand Of needless war Here Am I Album: Salisbury (1971) (out-take) Ken Hensley David Byron - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars Ken Hensley - Keyboards/Vocals Paul Newton - Bass Keith Baker - Drums I sit in my sunny chair With my head held low I know the reason I'm dreaming It's really been fun But where is there left to go Save to give my life a new meaning And if by chance You'd come my way I'll have to say Here am I, give me love Here am I, give me love How was I to know Your heart was unsatisfied When you never troubled to tell me No wish that you made to me Ever was denied I played it just the way That it should be But then you turned And walked away I have to say Here am I, give me love Here am I, give me love Here am I, give me love I imagine I must sit here Till the winter comes And just watch the days Growing shorter To gather in dust won't go Till my thinking's done And I walk from this troubled water By then my need won't be so bad And I'll gladly say Here am I, give me love Here am I, give me love... Lady In Black Ken Hensley Mick Box - Guitar Ken Hensley - Lead Vocals/Guitar Paul Newton - Bass Keith Baker - Drums She came to me one morning One lonely Sunday morning Her long hair flowing In the midwinter wind I know not how she found me For in darkness I was walking And destruction lay around me From a fight I could not win Ah ah ah ... She asked me name my foe then I said the need within some men To fight and kill their brothers Without thought of love or God And I begged her give me horses To trample down my enemies So eager was my passion To devour this waste of life Ah ah ah ... But she wouldn't think of battle that Reduces men to animals So easy to begin And yet impossible to end For she's the mother of our men Who counselled me so wisely then I feared to walk alone again And asked if she would stay Ah ah ah ... Oh lady lend your hand outright And let me rest here at your side Have faith and trust In peace she said And filled my heart with life There is no strength in numbers Have no such misconception But when you need me Be assured I won't be far away Ah ah ah ... Thus having spoke she turned away And though I found no words to say I stood and watched until I saw Her black coat disappear My labour is no easier But now I know I'm not alone I find new heart each time I think upon that windy day And if one day she comes to you Drink deeply from her words so wise Take courage from her As your prize And say hello from me Ah ah ah ... Simon The Bullet Freak (out-take) Ken Hensley David Byron - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Guitar Ken Hensley - Keyboards Paul Newton - Bass Keith Baker - Drums Freed of empty faces Give me your money Make my life sunny for a day Road that leads to nowhere Please stop your crying I ain't fit for dying this way Go steal another with your eye Go try some other heartless lie Land of hopeless speaking Bringing back the moon Don't play your silly games with me Oh, war of wasted daydream What is your need I'm gonna bleed until you kill me You've lost all sight of your direction You're only looking for the next one The next one to kill Ashes of destruction Spread out so far Blackened others crying over me See a one time city Now just a scar Tears of the flower man Fill the sea Give me a chance to fly away There's nothing here for me today Today What's Within My Heart (out-take) Ken Hensley David Byron - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitar Ken Hensley - Keyboards Paul Newton - Bass Ian Clarke - Drums Will I never see again The smiling faces of my friends Could it be they've gone completely And though thoughts will linger Sweetly in my heart May I hear once more The bird calls my name May I be permitted just one friend To share my game The one who doesn't give a damn For what I seem to be And really cares for what I am and What's within my heart I believe the sun will shine And I know that given time The leaves will blow tumble and Cry upon the autumn stone below And my heart grows tired each day As the sun grow cold Weary uninspired each day Til the story is told You gave your love to one Who only wants What you seem to be And doesn't really care for you or What's within your heart On my grave lay one black rose Do this for me but don't suppose Because I'm gone, my soul is dead For I'll be here in spirit And our love once more There must be a heart somewhere In need of the love I have That will reach out in sincerety and Take my life in hand Then I'll know it's not some one Who wants just what I seem to be The one who cares For what I am and What's within my heart What's within my heart ... What Should Be Done Ken Hensley David Byron - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitar Ken Hensley - Keyboards Paul Newton - Bass Ian Clarke - Drums So you think You found a way of living That prevents You losing any sleep Well, my friend Take this that I'm giving It's your piece of mind You oughta keep You'll run into trouble for sure By living behind a locked door Will you run the risk Of being taunted By doing what you wanna do Or do you prefer to have Your whole life haunted By the ones who Choose to care for you Beware of their motives my friend Take care You're still there at the end Watch out for winter It'll bite you with cold Black spirits trying hard To bribe you with gold Would you steal a nickel From a blind man Well, right now I do believe you would It's not the thought of you Doing it that hurts me It's the mind behind it What's no good If this is your way I don't wanna know It's only so far I can go I won't go no further Not for you or anyone I have my own ideas on What should be done What should be done Why (out-take), sigle b-side Mick Box /David Byron /Ken Hensley /Paul Newton David Byron - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitar Ken Hensley - Keyboards Mark Clarke - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums Thought of no tomorrow The pain, tears and sorrow And you never told me why The way you cheated And mistreated I could never ask you why Well, I'm gonna find out I'm gonna find out What's been messing up your mind Messing up your mind Well, I've been through Some changes Now I'm leaving While me mind rearranges Why I'm grieving I don't mean that you hurt me Or deceived me For I know that you're there And you need me You sure do But I hope you can't see how it is I can't stay any longer I've got to go Is there any true reason Or anything I can explain Can't we talk about it baby And get together again You see I have the feeling That this isn't the end And I feel knowing On you I depend I depend on you I'm gonna find out, yes I am I'm gonna find out What it is that's been Messing up your mind Well, I said that I love you And I need you Then it means I am yours Yes, I belong to you But I just can't be certain That you love me too Well, I've got to know If I can believe in you Please believe my heart is yours I can't stay any longer I've got to go Perhaps it's best for us To stay together And try to live our lives as one And maybe we will find We're still together To watch the setting of the sun Look At Yourself Ken Hensley Mick Box - Lead Guitar Ken Hensley - Lead Vocals/Keyboards Paul Newton - Bass Ian Clarke - Drums Teddy Osei/Mack Tontoh/Loughty Amao - Percussion I see you running Don't know what You're running from Nobody's coming What'd you do that was so wrong Look back and turn back Look at yourself Don't be afraid, just Look at yourself If you need assistance Or if all you need is love There's no point in hiding Tell me what you're frightened of You've got a friend, just Look at yourself Don't be afraid, just Look at yourself Born In A Trunk Recorded at Very 'Eavy ... Very 'Umble ... sessions in September 1969 Mick Box /David Byron Mick Box - Guitar David Byron - Lead Vocals Paul Newton - Bass Alex Napier - Drums You were born in a trunk Everyone talkin' about you You were born in a trunk Where would they be without you You better move off the rails People begin to look subways You better move off the rails You won't even listen to my way I'm livin' in shame People say I don't matter I'm livin' in shame Magic Lantern Recorded at Very 'Eavy ... Very 'Umble ... sessions in July 1969 Mick Box /David Byron Mick Box - Guitar David Byron - Lead Vocals Paul Newton - Bass Alex Napier - Drums When you look inside My magic lantern All the world is yet unseen Try to gaze into The yellow glowing To get a reflection of me In a land of make believe and magic You can be just anything you feel You think that what you're in is a dream But know that the lantern is viewing View the magic lantern Take a trip around the world View the magic lantern There's a thousand Mysteries unfurled And I know one of them I remember your face Can't remember the place Here on our own Living alone You can dream that You're a man of power Ready to be happy with your gold Without love your mind is going sour Money's no good when you're old View the magic lantern You can have the sky above Yeah, the magic lantern You'll buy everything but love Everything but love Astranaza Recorded at Very 'Eavy ... Very 'Umble ... sessions in July 1969 Mick Box /David Byron Mick Box - Guitar David Byron - Lead Vocals Paul Newton - Bass Alex Napier - Drums Hey girl, you're the one That got me started And I bet you'll be The one to get us parted In the beginning, in the beginning You were the only one In the beginning, in the beginning Now everybody's had their fun How I'm wishing We could live together Ooh, but the answer In your eyes is never In the beginning, in the beginning You were the only one In the beginning, in the beginning Everybody's had their fun Well, you and me And we know what we're saying To the rest of them It's a game we're playing In the beginning, in the beginning We were the only one In the beginning, in the beginning Everybody else will come How I'm wishing We could live together Ooh, but the answer In your eyes is never, never In the beginning, in the beginning You were the only one In the beginning, in the beginning Or the mother of my son In the beginning, in the beginning You were the only one In the beginning, in the beginning Everybody had their fun How I'm wishing We could live together But the answer in your eyes is never In the beginning, in the beginning You were the only one In the beginning, in the beginning Everybody had their fun You and me And we know what we're saying To the rest of them It's a game we're playing In the beginning, in the beginning We were the only one In the beginning, in the beginning Or the mother of my son In the beginning, in the beginning You were the only one In the beginning, in the beginning Everybody had their fun Like Astranaza Astranaza ... Celebrate a.k.a. Celebrity Ball Recorded at Very 'Eavy ... Very 'Umble ... sessions in July 1969 Garry Bonner /Alan Gordon (Originally recorded by Three Dog Night) Mick Box - Guitar David Byron - Lead Vocals Paul Newton - Bass Alex Napier - Drums Celebrate, celebrate Dance to the music ... Slippin' away, sittin' on a pillow Waitin' for night to fall Girl in a dream, sittin' on a pillow This is the night We're going to the celebrity ball Satin and lace, isn't it a pity Didn't find time to call Ready or not Gonna make it to the city This is the night We're going to the celebrity ball Dress up tonight, why be lonely You'll stay at home And you'll be alone So why be lonely Celebrate, celebrate Dance to the music ... Sittin' alone, sittin' on a pillow Waitin' to climb the wall Maybe tonight Wherever your dream goes Woman alive We're going to the celebrity ball Dress up tonight, why be lonely You'll stay at home And you'll be alone So why be lonely Celebrate, celebrate Dance to the music ... Schoolgirl Recorded at Very 'Eavy ... Very 'Umble ... sessions in July 1969 Mick Box /David Byron Mick Box - Guitar David Byron - Lead Vocals Paul Newton - Bass Alex Napier - Drums Everyone said that you'd always Been left but you got there Here we are now when The rest of the show are not there Nobody knows by the look of Your clothes you're a schoolgirl Who would've guessed By the way that you're dressed You're a schoolgirl You said on my lap that I wasn't the right kind of person What I wanna know is that Who in the show I am worse than Who would've guessed By the way that you're dressed You're a schoolgirl Nobody knows by the look of Your clothes you're a schoolgirl Oh, schoolgirl Looking for something That you can't have ... You said on my lap that I wasn't the right kind of person What I wanna know is that Who in the show I am worse than But who would've guessed By the way that you're dressed You're a schoolgirl And nobody knows by the look of Your clothes you're a schoolgirl Oh, schoolgirl Looking for something That you can't have ... Listen! Everyone said that you'd always Been left but you got there Here we are now when The rest of the show are not there Nobody knows by the look of Your clothes you're a schoolgirl Who would've guessed By the way that you're dressed You're a schoolgirl Oh, schoolgirl I Want You Babe Recorded at Very 'Eavy ... Very 'Umble ... sessions in December 1969 Mick Box /David Byron Mick Box - Guitar David Byron - Lead Vocals Colin Wood - Keyboards Paul Newton - Bass Alex Napier - Drums Oh, I want you babe I want you all to myself And now and then I'm gonna hold you Tell you that I'm gonna love you Come with me and I will show you In a while I'll get to know you Oh, you know I needed you woman I needed you, I needed you Every day and night, right Now and then I'm gonna hold you Tell you that I'm gonna love you Come with me and I will show you In a while I'll get to know you Yeah, yeah, oh Well, you know what The secret is I guess And you think you know Who your lover's wife is So you better stop That thing you're doing Baby, you're driving me, driving me Driving me to my ruins But I, I want you babe When I was a young man Always trying to say hello babe But you'd never know You live in want Never knowing that I existed Till my mind was twisted I was always trying, sometimes crying Oh, I needed you, needed you Needed you ... Stop that thing that you're doing Baby, you're driving me, driving me Driving me to my ruins Oh, I want you babe I needed you, I needed you Every single day Of my entire life And everytime I tried Someone else would come along There it went again But now and then I'm gonna hold you Tell you that I'm gonna love you Come with me and I will show you In a while I'll get to know you You and me we're gonna make it Come with me, we mustn't break it Gypsy Mick Box /David Byron Mick Box - Guitar David Byron - Lead Vocals Ken Hensley - Keyboards Paul Newton - Bass Alex Napier - Drums I was only seventeen I fell in love with a gypsy queen She told me: "Hold on" Her father was the leading man He said: "You're not welcome on our land" And then as a foe He told me to go He took me to a little shack And put a whip across my back Then told her leave me I was out for quite a time Came back with her on my mind Sweet little girl She means all the world Oh, I want my gypsy queen Will she still be torn between Her father and lover One day I will go to him Strong enough to fight and win The kind of a man That he'll understand ... High Priestess Ken Hensley Mick Box - Guitar Ken Hensley - Lead Vocals/Guitar Paul Newton - Bass Keith Baker - Drums You, who brought The sunshine to my eyes You, who wondered Through my sad disguise And I have a love That cannot die ... for you High priestess of my heart Tell me that we won't part Then let's get together in the sky To leave the lonely world To wonder why For we have a love We can't denie ... so true |