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Al Stewart

My Enemies Have Sweet Voices

I was in a bar called Paradise
When the fiddler from the band
Asked me: 'Why do you stand there crying?'
I answered him: 'Musician, this may come as a surprise
I was trying to split the difference
And it split before my eyes
 
And my enemies have sweet voices
Their tones are soft and kind
When I hear my heart rejoices
I do not seem to mind'
 
I was playing Brag in Bedlam
And the doctor would not deal
Asking me: 'Why do you kneel down there bleeding?'
I answered him: 'Physician, I think you would have cried
I was falling back on failure
The failure stepped aside
 
And my enemies have sweet voices
Their tones are soft and kind
When I hear my heart rejoices
I do not seem to mind'
 
I was blind side to the gutter
And Merlin happened by
Asking me: 'Why do you lie down there bleeding?'
I answered him: 'Magician, as a matter of a fact
I was jumping to conclusions
And one of them jumped back
 
And my enemies have sweet voices
Their tones are soft and kind
When I hear my heart rejoices
I do not seem to mind'
 

A Small Fruit Song

Said the apple to the orange:
'Oh, I wanted you to come
Close to me and kiss me to the core
Then you might know me like no other orange
Has ever done before'
 

Constantinople

Across the western world
The fights are going down
The gypsy armies of the evening
Have lit their fires across
The nether side of town
They will not pass this way again
So here in the night
Leave your home it's time for running
Out of the light
 
I see the hosts of Mohammed coming
The Holy Sister bars her doors against the East
Her house has stood too long divided
The uninvited guests are breaking up the feast
She may not bid them leave again
So here in the night
Leave your home it's time for running
Out of the light
 
I see the hosts of Mohammed coming
I dreamed I stood like this before
And I'm sure the words that I heard then
Were much the same
It's just an old Greek tragedy they're acting here
Held over by popular acclaim
So here in the night
Leave your home it's time for running
Out of the light
I see the hosts of Mohammed coming
 

Coldest Winter in Memory

The coldest winter in memory was 1709
The sea froze off the coast of France all along the Neptune line
By the lost town of Dunwich the shore was washed away
They say you hear the church bells still as they toll beneath the waves
 
Come all you earthly princes, wheresoever you may be
From the Sun King in the court of France to the Czar in Muscovy
Take heed of Charles of Sweden, the Lion of the North
On the cracked earth of summer with his army he goes forth
 
Guardian angels, wherever you may be
Reach down and keep my soul for me
 
I was there amongst that number, I heard the trumpets strain
I saw the host of banners spread across the Polish plain
Those who stood against us, they soon were swept away
They may have the numbers, but it's Charles shall have the day
 
We cut our way through forests, crossed on frozen streams
They fell away before us like a murmur in a dream
And they burned the land around us as snow was closing in
And the arms of winter took us as we fired against the wind
 
Guardian angels, wherever you may be
Reach down and keep my soul for me
 
Through all the courts of Europe there's a rumor from the East
The kings have come to battle and it's Charles who's known defeat
They'll shake their heads and wonder at how this came to be
But it's nights without a shelter that have made an end for me
 
Now Charles is fled to Turkey, left his men afar
And they'll be marched through Moscow now as prisoners of the Czar
And had I but known last summer what I know understand
I'd have never set my foot inside this bleak and bitter land
 
Guardian angels, wherever you may be
Reach down and keep my soul for me
 
The coldest winter in memory was 1709
The sea froze off the coast of France all along the Neptune line
By the lost town of Dunwich the shore was washed away
They say you hear the church bells still as they toll beneath the waves
 

Roads to Moscow

They crossed over the border, the hour before dawn
Moving in lines through the day
Most of our planes were destroyed on the ground where they lay
Waiting for orders we held in the wood
Word from the front never came
By evening the sound of the gunfire was miles away
Ah, softly we move through the shadows, slip away through the trees
Crossing their lines in the mists in the fields on our hands and on our knees
And all that I ever
Was able to see
The fire in the air glowing red
Silhouetting the smoke on the breeze
All summer they drove us back through the Ukraine
Smolensk and Viasma soon fell
By autumn we stood with our backs to the town of Orel
Closer and closer to Moscow they come
Riding the wind like a bell
General Guderian stands at the crest of the hill
Winter brought with her the rains, oceans of mud filled the roads
Gluing the tracks of their tanks to the ground while the sky filled with snow
And all that I ever
Was able to see
The fire in the air glowing red
Silhouetting the snow on the breeze
In the footsteps of Napoleon the shadow figures stagger through the winter
Falling back before the gates of Moscow, standing in the wings like an avenger
And far away behind their lines the partisans are stirring in the forest
Coming unexpectedly upon their outposts, growing like a promise
You'll never know, you'll never know which way to turn, which way to look you'll never see us
As we're stealing through the blackness of the night
You'll never know, you'll never hear us
And the evening sings in a voice of amber, the dawn is surely coming
The morning roads lead to Stalingrad, and the sky is softly humming
Two broken Tigers on fire in the night
Flicker their souls to the wind
We wait in the lines for the final approach to begin
It's been almost four years that I've carried a gun
At home it will almost be spring
The flames of the Tigers are lighting the road to Berlin
Ah, quickly we move through the ruins that bow to the ground
The old men and children they send out to face us, they can't slow us down
And all that I ever
Was able to see
The eyes of the city are opening
Now it's the end of the dream
I'm coming home, I'm coming home, now you can taste it in the wind, the war is over
And I listen to the clicking of the train-wheels as we roll across the border
And now they ask me of the time that I was caught behind their lines and taken prisoner
'They only held me for a day, a lucky break, ' I say they turn and listen closer
I'll never know, I'll never know why I was taken from the line and all the others
To board a special train and journey deep into the heart of holy Russia
And it's cold and damp in the transit camp, and the air is still and sullen
And the pale sun of October whispers the snow will soon be coming
And I wonder when I'll be home again and the morning answers 'Never'
And the evening sighs, and the steely Russian skies go on forever
 

Antarctica

Long before I ever saw
The frost upon your face
I was haunted by your beauty
And it drew me to this place
 
I felt the chill of mystery
With one foot on your shore
And then and there resolved to go
Where no man had before
 
Maybe I was snowblind
But it seemed the wind spoke true
And I believed its stories then
As dreamers sometimes do
 
In Antarctica
In Antarctica
 
Who knows what the powers may be
That cause a man to go
Mindless of the dangers
Out across the virgin snow
 
Seduced by this ambition
I easily forget
The hopeless quest of Shackleton
The dreamlike death of Scott
 
In Antarctica
In Antarcita
 
Maybe I was snowblind
But it seemed the wind spoke true
And I believed its stories then
As dreamers sometimes do
 
In Antarctica
In Antarctica
 
Maybe I was snowblind
Perhaps it sapped my will
But something of my innocence
Is wandering there still
 
In Antarctica
In Antarctica
In Antarctica
In Antarctica
 

Song on the Radio

I was making my way through the wasteland
The road into town passes through
I was changing the radio stations
With my mind on you
All your friends call you 'Lily Paloma'
But that's not the way that you are
It's too much of a gentle misnomer
For a shooting star
 
But you and me, baby
I saw you there
Straight away I knew
There's really no hiding
I'll tell you right now
What we're gonna do
We'll go collecting the days
Putting the moments away
 
You're on my mind
Like a song on the radio
You're on my mind
Like a song on the radio
 
I remember the first time I saw you
Alone in the dark with a drink
With a candle flame burning before you
And your thoughts closed in
You were staring out into the distance
Not seeming to hear what I've said
Why did you put up such resistance
Like all the lights were red?
 
'Cause you and me, baby
I saw you there
Straight away I knew
There's really no hiding
I'll tell you right now
What we're gonna do
We'll go collecting the days
Putting the moments away
 
You're on my mind
Like a song on the radio
You're on my mind
Like a song on the radio
 
I don't know what it was that was painful
But sometimes it's there in your face
There are times when you just look disdainful
Of the human race
Ah, but then on the wings of that emotion
We circle each other in flight
Till together we roll like the ocean
In its bed at night
 
'Cause you and me, baby
I saw you there
Straight away I knew
There's really no hiding
I'll tell you right now
What we're gonna do
We'll go collecting the days
Putting the moments away
 
You're on my mind
Like a song on the radio
You're on my mind
Like a song on the radio
Ohoh
Song on the radio
Ohoh
Song on the radio