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Dorothea 04-03-2000 10:56 AM

Boats,Lakes,Mountains,Ships,Hills,Sunshine,Masters ,Maidens,Life,Love,Illusions,Losers,Winners...

In my opinion the evocative,fine,imagary of GL lyrics are one of the reasons his songs are the best.

'Listen to the pictures flow
Across the room into your mind they go'.

'How long said she can a moment like this belong to someone'.

'When the green dark forest was to silent to be real'.

Which is his greatest or most profound lyric?
Which is your personal favourite?
Which is the one that will be remembered more than others?

Frank v.


Frank v 04-03-2000 10:56 AM

Boats,Lakes,Mountains,Ships,Hills,Sunshine,Masters ,Maidens,Life,Love,Illusions,Losers,Winners...

In my opinion the evocative,fine,imagary of GL lyrics are one of the reasons his songs are the best.

'Listen to the pictures flow
Across the room into your mind they go'.

'How long said she can a moment like this belong to someone'.

'When the green dark forest was to silent to be real'.

Which is his greatest or most profound lyric?
Which is your personal favourite?
Which is the one that will be remembered more than others?

Frank v.


Jacky 04-03-2000 03:27 PM

Hi Frank V. -

excellent thread ... Gord has written an amazing number of deeply poetic lyrics and has displayed a unique craft in creating genuine poetry on all aspects of life, but I am (still) somewhat of a romantic so I go for the lines he wrote on love and passion like

"The last time I walked with her
her laughter was the steeple bells
that ring to greet the morning sun
a voice that called to everyone
to love the ground we walked upon...
those were the good days"

from one of my faborite GL tunes.

I mean, everybody whoīs ever revisted a place he (or she) has walked hand in hand with that someone special lost a long time ago (like I did this Saturday) will feel that song running through his/her veins eventually.

Christian Kuschel 04-03-2000 03:27 PM

Hi Frank V. -

excellent thread ... Gord has written an amazing number of deeply poetic lyrics and has displayed a unique craft in creating genuine poetry on all aspects of life, but I am (still) somewhat of a romantic so I go for the lines he wrote on love and passion like

"The last time I walked with her
her laughter was the steeple bells
that ring to greet the morning sun
a voice that called to everyone
to love the ground we walked upon...
those were the good days"

from one of my faborite GL tunes.

I mean, everybody whoīs ever revisted a place he (or she) has walked hand in hand with that someone special lost a long time ago (like I did this Saturday) will feel that song running through his/her veins eventually.

vlmagee 04-03-2000 04:32 PM

Some of my favorites:

"See the soldier with his gun
who must be dead to be admired." - Don Quixote

"Now will you try and tell us, you been too long at school
That knowledge is not needed, that power does not rule
That war is not the answer, that young men should not die
Sit down young stranger, I wait for your reply" - Sit Down Young Stranger

"Forgiving is to lovers as trusting is to fools" - Too Much To Lose

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Valerie Magee

thumbs 04-03-2000 04:35 PM

Chriistian,

Bravo! I am of the opinion that no more powerful a love song exists than 'The Last Time I Saw Her.' The first time I heard it I was blown away, and I am moved each time I hear it again.

potter

'...and if time could heal the wounds, I would tear the threads away, that I might bleed some more.'

GL

[This message has been edited by potter (edited April 03, 2000).]

potter 04-03-2000 04:35 PM

Chriistian,

Bravo! I am of the opinion that no more powerful a love song exists than 'The Last Time I Saw Her.' The first time I heard it I was blown away, and I am moved each time I hear it again.

potter

'...and if time could heal the wounds, I would tear the threads away, that I might bleed some more.'

GL

[This message has been edited by potter (edited April 03, 2000).]

Dorothea 04-03-2000 05:15 PM

Great reply Christian.
Amazing classical overtones on that song.
Almost as good as a great German composer.

Its the richness,clarity and depth of his lyrics that strike me.
The style is also different.
To a non Canadian like myself it seems exotic
Not in the hot sense if you know what i mean.
The romantic side is realistic and reflective.Natural and sincere.

I Just cant get enough of it...

Frank v 04-03-2000 05:15 PM

Great reply Christian.
Amazing classical overtones on that song.
Almost as good as a great German composer.

Its the richness,clarity and depth of his lyrics that strike me.
The style is also different.
To a non Canadian like myself it seems exotic
Not in the hot sense if you know what i mean.
The romantic side is realistic and reflective.Natural and sincere.

I Just cant get enough of it...

DJL 04-03-2000 06:56 PM

This is as hard as choosing a favorite Lightfoot song. But here are some of the lines that never fail to make my spine tingle. Oh, and they tend to be the ones that paint a big picture with relatively few words - so here goes:

"When the autumn wind goes singing through the trestle we would climb
Like brave mountaineers" (Brave Mountaineers).

"When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck saying
Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya
At seven PM a main hatchway caved in, he said
Fellas, it's been good to know ya" (The Wreck).

"But the sands run out within her heart
A tiny spark glows red
It smoulders through the evening
There's laughter overhead" (Yarmouth Castle).

"Deck The Halls was the song they played
In the flat next door where they shout all day
She tips her gin bottle back till it's gone
The child is strong" (Circle Of Steel).

"Fortune will not find you in your mansion or your truck
Brothers will desert you when you're down and shit out of luck" (Seven Island Suite).

"And if you meet him you must be
The victim of his minstrelsy" (Minstrel Of The Dawn).




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"some people join the party, and others say goodnight"

A Painter 04-03-2000 06:56 PM

This is as hard as choosing a favorite Lightfoot song. But here are some of the lines that never fail to make my spine tingle. Oh, and they tend to be the ones that paint a big picture with relatively few words - so here goes:

"When the autumn wind goes singing through the trestle we would climb
Like brave mountaineers" (Brave Mountaineers).

"When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck saying
Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya
At seven PM a main hatchway caved in, he said
Fellas, it's been good to know ya" (The Wreck).

"But the sands run out within her heart
A tiny spark glows red
It smoulders through the evening
There's laughter overhead" (Yarmouth Castle).

"Deck The Halls was the song they played
In the flat next door where they shout all day
She tips her gin bottle back till it's gone
The child is strong" (Circle Of Steel).

"Fortune will not find you in your mansion or your truck
Brothers will desert you when you're down and shit out of luck" (Seven Island Suite).

"And if you meet him you must be
The victim of his minstrelsy" (Minstrel Of The Dawn).




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"some people join the party, and others say goodnight"

Dorothea 04-03-2000 08:03 PM

Painter
Circle of steel conjures up images of a small Canadian town where it snows all day.
`Everybodys in step its the season.
[Which season i wonder.]

Frank v 04-03-2000 08:03 PM

Painter
Circle of steel conjures up images of a small Canadian town where it snows all day.
`Everybodys in step its the season.
[Which season i wonder.]

Florian 04-04-2000 12:43 AM

Hi Frank v,

What a great topic idea!
(and some new ideas for my Spotlight on Lyrics! section).

Let's go, here are some of my favorite lyrics (~259 others to follow soon http://www.corfid.com/ubb/smile.gif)

Did She Mention My Name, The Way I Feel:
But as she walks, she waits for him
the pavement is a shoulder for her tears
But in her heart she knows there is no way
She can hope to change him

Carefree Highway, Sundown:
Turnin' back the pages to the times I love best
I wonder if she'll ever do the same
Now the thing that I call livin' is just bein' satisfied
With knowin' I got no one left to blame

If Children Had Wings, Endless Wire:
With a smile on my face and a tear in my eye
Everything will be fine by and by

Christian Island, Don Quixote:
I'm sailing down the summer wind
I got whiskers on my chin
And I like the mood I'm in
As I while away the time of day
In the lee of Christian Island

Fine As Fine Can Be, Cold On The Shoulder:
Like the rain is for the crops
You're like food for my thoughts
You're like true is for knowin' what's not
You're like leaves are for trees
You're like bees are for buzzin'
You're as fine as fine can be

Paul J B 04-04-2000 04:55 AM

Great topic!!!

Here's one of my favorites:

"They say that people don't try, thats just a lie, they work miracles, you do something to me that my eyes cannot see at a glance, you do something to me when we talk about love and romance". Romance (Salute)

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Ever Onward...

[This message has been edited by Chuck Darling (edited April 04, 2000).]

Chuck Darling 04-04-2000 04:55 AM

Great topic!!!

Here's one of my favorites:

"They say that people don't try, thats just a lie, they work miracles, you do something to me that my eyes cannot see at a glance, you do something to me when we talk about love and romance". Romance (Salute)

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Ever Onward...

[This message has been edited by Chuck Darling (edited April 04, 2000).]

thumbs 04-04-2000 09:56 AM

Christian,

You were not by any chance named after the song Christian Island, were you?

potter

'I knew a man from Windsor
Who went to Detroit every night
And stateside of the tunnel
Customs agents gave him flight
He threw his stash in the river
And his bedroll on the ground
And when they finally got there
A sleeping man was all that they found

He just let it ride
Ride let it ride
Leavin' on the evenin' tide
Just let it ride'

Let It Ride from East of Midnight

GL

potter 04-04-2000 09:56 AM

Christian,

You were not by any chance named after the song Christian Island, were you?

potter

'I knew a man from Windsor
Who went to Detroit every night
And stateside of the tunnel
Customs agents gave him flight
He threw his stash in the river
And his bedroll on the ground
And when they finally got there
A sleeping man was all that they found

He just let it ride
Ride let it ride
Leavin' on the evenin' tide
Just let it ride'

Let It Ride from East of Midnight

GL

C Baker 04-04-2000 12:33 PM

Here's some lyrics that stick in my mind;

Does anyone know where the love of God goes
When the waves turn the minutes to hours.
the Wreck

Reality brings mystery and ne'er the twain shall meet
Hey You


C Baker 04-04-2000 12:33 PM

Here's some lyrics that stick in my mind;

Does anyone know where the love of God goes
When the waves turn the minutes to hours.
the Wreck

Reality brings mystery and ne'er the twain shall meet
Hey You


Jacky 04-04-2000 02:28 PM

No, I was not named after "Christian Island", as I had already been around for 11 years or so by the time Gord cut the record.

I traveled Canada extensively in 1989, though, to Gordonīs tunes blasting off the rented-car stereo, and had a chance of visiting the roots of Gordonīs creative roots - including the beautiful lakes of Ontario and Orillia (which proudly displays a huge wooden "Hometown of Gordon Lightfoot" billboard).

Thanks Potter - please excuse my sloppy typing which is usually done in a candle-lit attic way after midnight (with GL playing on a small portable stereo).
And thanks Frank V - even though Iīm more into Canadian or American balladeers than German classic composers.

A heavy rain has just started pounding on my roof here, so...
"I wish you good spaces
in the far-away places you go
If it rains or it snows
May you be safe and warm
and never grow old.."

Itīs great to be in touch with all of you.

Cheers,
Christian



Christian Kuschel 04-04-2000 02:28 PM

No, I was not named after "Christian Island", as I had already been around for 11 years or so by the time Gord cut the record.

I traveled Canada extensively in 1989, though, to Gordonīs tunes blasting off the rented-car stereo, and had a chance of visiting the roots of Gordonīs creative roots - including the beautiful lakes of Ontario and Orillia (which proudly displays a huge wooden "Hometown of Gordon Lightfoot" billboard).

Thanks Potter - please excuse my sloppy typing which is usually done in a candle-lit attic way after midnight (with GL playing on a small portable stereo).
And thanks Frank V - even though Iīm more into Canadian or American balladeers than German classic composers.

A heavy rain has just started pounding on my roof here, so...
"I wish you good spaces
in the far-away places you go
If it rains or it snows
May you be safe and warm
and never grow old.."

Itīs great to be in touch with all of you.

Cheers,
Christian



CottonJenney 04-05-2000 09:39 PM

I have a few more masterful lyrics to throw out there. With so many wonderful lyrics, this thread could go on forever!
From Tattoo:
Time has been wasting away, you know time doesn't
Wait for nobody to find what they're after
It just keeps on rolling on down the deep canyons
And through the green meadows into the broad ocean, good night
From 10 Degrees and Getting Colder:
He was standing by the highway
With a sign that just said Mother

CottonJenney 04-05-2000 09:39 PM

I have a few more masterful lyrics to throw out there. With so many wonderful lyrics, this thread could go on forever!
From Tattoo:
Time has been wasting away, you know time doesn't
Wait for nobody to find what they're after
It just keeps on rolling on down the deep canyons
And through the green meadows into the broad ocean, good night
From 10 Degrees and Getting Colder:
He was standing by the highway
With a sign that just said Mother

thumbs 04-06-2000 06:05 PM

Here is yet another lyric which I enjoy:

'I'm sailing down the summer day
Where the fish and seagulls play
I put my troubles all away
And when the gales comes up I'll fill my cup
With the whiskey of the Highlands
She's a good old ship and she'll make the trip
From the lee of Christian Island'

potter


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