5992 and counting

One of the joys of the BBC is the opportunity to discover great artists who are not right in the mainstream.  One such discovery has been Ray Lamontagne, whom I stumbled across on BBC4 the other night, so I went off and downloaded his albums “Trouble” and “Till The Sun Turns Black”, which took my total of songs on the ‘pod to 5992. So what will be 6000 I wonder? Anyway if you haven’t heard him, check him out.  American singer/songwriter in a country/folksy/bluesy style.  Not a million miles away from Damien Rice and Gillian Welch.

When you came to me with your bad dreams and your fears
It was easy to see that you’d been crying
Seems like everywhere you turn catastrophe it reigns
But who really profits from the dying
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold you forever
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold you in my arms forever

When you kissed my lips with my mouth so full of questions
It’s my worried mind that you quiet
Place your hands on my face
Close my eyes and say
Love is a poor man’s food
Don’t prophesize
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold you forever
And I could hold you in my arms
I could hold you forever

So now we see how it is
This fist begets the spear
Weapons of war
Symptoms of madness
Don’t let your eyes refuse to see
Don’t let your ears refuse to hear
Or you ain’t never going to shake this sense of sadness
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold on forever
And I could hold you in my arms
I could hold forever

~ by @mmonyte on July 18, 2008.