You were always flying, through your english meadows your blue-eyed horses wander, walking by yourself
I cannot see the light, i cannot see the leaves
violets in your hands
Violets in your hands, searching for myself Collins, searching for myself
Fly out through the night, all the bells are ringing
searching for myself
Through your english meadows your blue-eyed horses wander, i m going to the castle
I see myself a child running through the trees, why do you fly bright feathered sometimes in my dreams
I cannot see the light, i cannot see the leaves, rooms that face the ocean
Mountains in your windows, your shoes are silver Collins, i cannot see the leaves
You re in colorado for the spring, searching for myself
Why do you fly bright feathered sometimes in my dreams, walking by yourself
Nightingale of sorry, i m going to the castle
Your coat is made of velvet, all the bells are ringing, rooms that face the ocean
mermaids swift as dolphins paint the air with diamonds
Fly in through windows, the weddings have begun, your voice is sweet and clear
You fly to where it s summer, your shoes are silver
walking by yourself
Mountains in your windows, i see myself a child running through the trees
People from your childhood who remember how you were, the shadows of your wings fall over my face
the weddings have begun
Violets in your hands, i can find no peace, one for every season
The weddings have begun, i m going to the castle Collins, why do you fly bright feathered sometimes in my dreams
People from your childhood who remember how you were, searching for myself, i m going to the castle
I've seen her in concerts many times, she is always a sell out. She, I think is the best songstress of all that I've seen. A lovely songbird, who sings as if she were a flying lovely, beautiful bird. She loves to sing, and that is her gift, the love, and depth of every note, and nuance! An amazing, creative talent!
WAS looking through some old records and found this - the "B" side to her version of Send in the Clowns which I must have bought it for back in the 70s. So haunting - though I don't understand the meaning.
This is the most beautiful song and I remember listening to this when I was small from my Mum playing the "record" and then I would climb a high tree and sing it, like I was going to fly. Love Judy Collins. She let me dream!
I never heard this song in all the years I have heard of Judy Collins but when I heard about it in the Sunday Morning story on her tour with ex-beau Stephen Stills, I clicked on this entry and to me it's a very beautiful and well written song. It's a shame that it never made Billboard's Hot 100. To me, it's one of her greatest songs.
I was just a little baby when this album was released... I remember my mother listening to it and later on, when I was old enough to use the record player, I would listen to it on my own. I used to sing it to myself as I walked through the woods in Colorado as a boy. Then I lost track, having forgotten this music. A few months ago, my mother passed and I stumbled upon this music once again; it's like it never left my mind. I remember every note and word. So funny the secrets your mind tucks away in rarely-used corridors.
this album got me through an incredible difficult time in my life. I was a young soldier headed to Viet Nam. Her voice came to me often in the dark night, violence all around, death so close I could taste it on my ........... I can only hope the light of her voice continues to inspire....thank you Judy!
Dreamlike, haunting melody, fairyland like, visionary, floating vibrations through thin air, and like a whisper.....singing in a foggy like place out worldly. Fantastic orchestra, wonderful lyrics, & my personal favorite!