Shifting Sands

by Alex Seel

supported by
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      £7 GBP

     

  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    All songs written, performed, recorded, mixed, produced etc, etc by Alex Seel (Copyright ©2012 Alex Seel) other than Track 11 written by Ron Sexsmith (Published by Sony ATV Music), Arrangement Alex Seel

    Drums played by Sam Winwood.
    Live drums recorded on tracks 2, 3, 4, 6, 8, 10 & 11 @ Little Hailings Studio (Recording Engineer: Luke Oldfield). Upright bass by Bradley Burgess on track 3 and by Arnulf Lindner on tracks 2, 4 & 10.
    Photography by Antonio Fazio
    Graphic Design by Lee Curtis

    Includes unlimited streaming of Shifting Sands via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 3 days

      £10 GBP

     

1.
Some mornings round her shape at the window I was stirred with the dust in the light And the outlines of dove dreams in the morning Would bear out their boundless flight But now, oh I move with the breeze in the evening And the lead that it takes from her street I reach for things beyond my grasping And roam beyond the good sense I would keep A wander's heart cannot be burdened Blinded by silver and gold He's senseless of all but a hunger And hunger won’t let his feet hold We met on an ageless shoreline She sailed her ship with steady hand The seabirds knew her kind gestures I received them with one foot in the sand But now, oh We've drifted with an ocean far between us Forgotten by our words unsaid Covered by the skies of autumn And sunk down to the deep sea's bed A wander's heart cannot be burdened Blinded by silver and gold He's senseless of all but a hunger And hunger won’t let his feet hold
2.
I’m hanging down by a monkeys’ tail Cutting out a cardboard self As you kid-napped the conversation Revealing the crack in our shell Open the window Drag the sky and ocean back to blue Your story is as long as a 10-car train Mine’s like a kid on a bike I can’t wait to let it pass me by & fade into the dead of night Over the rainbow My mind has gone with the cuckoo bird that’s flown Open the window & I’ll ask the wind directions of its’ own I could swear you shrunk to small size dog As you’ve really got something to bark Justifying your place in it all To hide your fear of the dark It maybe a passing thing I know But when ears are dead there’s nothing none can do I'm gonna climb out this window And skip this night and so tomorrow start anew
3.
It’s calling from the hills It’s calling ‘cross the seas That beckoning call, it’s calling through these trees Like the rhythm under the beat That moves my weary feet And takes me home Some say it’s just summer’s rain Well I turned when I heard it again And I fell from the crowd when it called to me aloud, I became at ease Yes I fall for the breeze It's the lark’s song in the day The steeple’s chime at night Although I look up, they don’t think I can climb it…but I might (Chorus) Oh friend will you still play In the last light of this day Since what remains for you remains for me When the morning bell has tolled, The evening drums rolled But the pipes still play? (Chorus)
4.
Tears 02:37
I call you up, you pour your tears down the line I’m so surprised coz your last message said you were fine But now the black shroud is down You say you don’t know how or why Flowing tears from a solid frown Darling, please eat something don’t just cry Your things are gone but you don’t miss your silver cup But little things trigger floods & mess you up Like your absent cat or the broken screen Paying your rent on a bad day’s work, or is it The passing years or a fading dream Darling we’ll find help if you’re hurt With a little help you’ll pull through you’re strong enough There’s a lot o’ good things around you and you can change your luck They say one day at a time to lean towards the light And keep that lovin’ light shining on through the night Your things are gone but you don’t miss your silver cup Better things will come to you when you look up
5.
The Ox 03:07
I envy the ox that is stronger than me Whose skin is thick enough to shield A fierce keen will and a stubborn intent From the mists in which direction gets concealed Stood in summer heat and the cold winter snow His hooves in soil take their bite He couldn’t blow away if he wanted at all Just moves steady till the morning light Coz I’m steady as a rock with a whirlpool mind The world turns all too fast And slower than a sundial to keep time To overcome though, we were built to last I welcome the Ox that is older than me As youth deludes myself but not he For the years strip the zeal and pipe-dream fancies Of what it is we think we ought to be Bound by the yoke, the harness and the plough Acceptance is the work that doesn’t cease So close to the earth and far beneath the stars O perseverance bring us some kind of peace Coz I’m steady as a rock with a whirlpool mind The world turns all too fast And slower than a sundial to keep time To overcome though, we were built to last
6.
Caravan perched on the side of the hill Up above town all around is quiet and still, so still, so still He was shaping clay dragons in the candlelight Rain on the windowpane, well it’s alright When summertime comes he’ll soak in sunlight And run around the fire outside all night Coz nobody hears, nobody cares He’s free as the birds with whom his bread he shares Dream on, dreamer, you’ve found a place to dream Dream away the clocks and tel’phone ring Dream on, dreamer, money won’t buy your things This world is yours, and here you are as king Lying in the bath on the heathery green The view from here's the best you’ve ever seen Tiny little voices on the radio Come from a world so far and long ago For this common land’s just a place to be It’s a home for him, a sanctuary for me Dream on, dreamer, you’ve found a place to dream Dream away the clocks and tel’phone ring Dream on, dreamer, money won’t buy your things This world is yours, and here you are as king Caravan perched on the side of the hill Up above town all around is quiet and still, so still, so still Coz nobody hears, nobody cares He’s as free as the birds with whom his bread he shares
7.
The poor boy lost himself In a beautiful rose, in a briar of thorns He just keeps on falling through Though he's cut himself till his blood runs dry He cries "bathe my wounds in the sea? And quench the fire that burns in me?" But the wind just laughs when it blows "He loves the thorns not the rose!" He's a-reaching for his cure But a troubled cure for a troubled mind She'd kill him if she could I'm sure Jes', a love like this how the hell did he find? Well, since the bottle and pills ran dry He can't really choose when to laugh, when to cry And the will don't break, it just grows He loves the thorns not the rose If the mirror she holds shows lies And your ingratiation is all in vain And shows the parts of you you despise 'Could take a whole lot of medicine to kill that pain Well you know the truth ain't white But she colours it black like the cold dark of night Well maybe she even knows You love the thorns not the rose
8.
Harvest 03:39
Comes and goes without trace A wild flower's embrace - it's ever fleeting But the evocative breeze of memory's a tease never gone But summertime’s din brings a dizzying spin that looses my mind But a year has gone by since we left each others side Is it time? Time for the harvest? Wind whispers and moans In the heavy branch groans in the fruit trees It gets warmer each day And the sparrow finds his way Back home But the glare from the sun can daze anyone to a world of whim Could confuse and misshape any quiet mindful state We were in. Bring it on home for the harvest. It's time for the harvest... Though the wilting of flowers dragged on the hours through gloom In December’s dark night my lengthening sight looked for June And I welcomed the ghost, could feel her coming close Knew her name But when I reached out to hold only smoke did unfold What a shame Well, I’m here for the harvest
9.
Swallow Song 02:35
You don’t know what it is you’ve got ‘till it’s gone As beauty only trembles in the hand You never know what shines, will it shine for how long? And forgotten lies the love that’s all around Carry these words and tell my love I’ve trusted her all along Blessed and free sings the swallows’ song But it leaves in the autumn for the sun If I could leave now and follow her at all I’d catch the very first wind and be gone Carry these words and tell my love I’ve trusted her all along Carry these words and tell my love If the heart never lies it ain’t wrong Too many miles and too many days Absence grows affection or forgets Love shows its colours in too many ways And hindsight bares a wisdom from regrets Carry these words and tell my love I’ve trusted her love all along Carry these words and tell my love If the heart never lies it ain’t wrong
10.
Bring your good fortune & come in out of the race Pleased to see you say all You’ve been gone so long this town lost its taste And time reduced to the crawl You left not knowing if you would return Your heart packed tightly in your case And now so surprised at all that has changed Your friends remain the beauty in this place Chorus: Put your flag on the fly, ‘cause we’re back on a high Now we now know nobody left on their own ‘Cause we were watchin’ the tide, trying to close the divide & then our good good friend returned home Reborn on the breeze, aboard ships with square sails Heard wisdoms and the joker’s cheer It’s a starry long night for a traveller’s tale Fill your glass, for our good friend is here Now it’s been raining since the day you left us alone Just your congregation asking, “why the hell you come back home?” Bring in your good fortune and busted bootlace Pleased to see you say all Those days you were gone felt like years put to waste We didn’t forget you at all Chorus
11.
There’s a rhythm under the song And it beats for the old and the young And it pounds in the back of the sun It’s the sound of one drummer, one drum There’s a rhythm, it’s subtle yet strong And it moves all the wallflowers on To the dance floor that holds everyone To the sound of one drummer, one drum Dance for the time marches on Off to a war that can never be won To the heartbeat of drums There’s a rhythm not cruel nor kind Though you feel that it’s left you behind Is it justice or you that is blind? When you don’t see it coming, how come? Chorus x2 There’s a rhythm under the song And it beats for the old and the young And it pounds in the back of the sun It’s the sound of one drummer, one drum

credits

released January 15, 2013

All songs written, performed, recorded, mixed, produced, etc etc by Alex Seel other than...
Track 11 written by Ron Sexsmith (published by Sony ATV Music)
Drums played by Sam Winwood
Live drums recorded on tracks 2, 3, 4, 6, 8, 10 & 11 at Little Hailings Studio (engineer: Luke Oldfield).
Upright Bass played by Bradley "Badger" Burgess on track 3 and by Arnulf Lindner on tracks 2, 4, 10 & 11
Cover design by lee Curtis

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Alex Seel London, UK

Music has led Alex Seel from Devon to London to Ireland and back to London again. Through his wanderings, Alex has picked up a beautifully crafted, warm, rootsy song-writing style with thought-provoking, subtle lyrics and a gift for acoustic guitar finger-picking.

For all further info please go to www.alexseel.com

Contact: alexseelmusic@gmail.com
... more

contact / help

Contact Alex Seel

Streaming and
Download help

Report this album or account

If you like Alex Seel, you may also like: