See the stars come fallin' down the sky
Gently passing, they kiss your tear drops dry
See the wind come, softly blow
Your hair from your face
And the rain comes falling down
In its crazy way
Still I’m sad
For myself my tears just fall in the dust
As I search in the night and find they’re lost
See the wind come gently blow
Time into my heart
And the rain comes falling down
While we’re apart
Still I’m sad
That's Yardbirds producer Giorgio Gomelsky singing the low bass octave unison of the chant theme. Go Giorgio! You helped make the Yardbirds the musically creative band that they were.
Hard to believe but the Yardbirds were vastly underrated. If they had played in any other era but the 60s they would have been recognized as the SUPER group they truly were.
When the Bailiff's Went to Close Down the Cavern Club in 1966, All the Local's Who Went to the Club During its Hay Day Were Singing This Song Outside of the Club.
Keep in mind, you're looking at, and listening to, 3 young'ns that became megastars...Jeff Beck, Jimmy Page, and Eric Clapton. Those were THE days, and THAT was the music for "heads".
When this album was released I was in the 8th grade. One day in gym class a guy noticed that the shower and locker room had the perfect echoey acoustics and launched into this chant and soon 3 classes of boys (about 100) were chanting this song.The teachers freaked and thought we were devil worshiping or something.
See the stars come falling down from the sky,
Gently passing, they kiss your tears when you cry.
See the wind come softly blow your hair from your face,
See the rain hide away in disgrace.
Still I'm sad.
For myself my tears just fall into dust,
Day will dry them, night will find they are lost.
Now I find the wind is blowing time into my heart,
Let the rain fall, for we are apart.
Still I'm sad,
Still I'm sad,
Oh, Still I'm sad.