3:22 onwards just fills me with feelings I can't describe - just so many beautiful things going on at once. Rest in Peace Tim, thank you for everything you left behind for us to cherish forever.
The vibe of this song conjures images of streets in an English town in winter. Gray skies, slight wind, Victorian shops. An OAP pulling one of those wheeled tartan contraptions.
He's in his room, hasn't said a word. Something's happened to this Ground's Town. Never saw him anymore 'till I heard him (in his room) fall down. There's people crying in their gardens. It's all backfired, everything's gone brown. Someone's playing Santa Claus and on all fours (Rover-like) Doggy calm down. Falling down under the influence of love and passion. Nearly blessed my hide operation in the ground of Nature. Now... ...Something's killing me, can't find a cure, give it up, choosing my own fate. My time is giving up. Time living up to the height of my Empire State. Then there's the wooden ones crying all the time. They got the worms, their Father's died, and they all tasted just like chocolate pigs and sheep-chickens taste just like someone died. Turning new leaves, nothing's wrong wormwise everything's wise, nothing's wrong. They've got a new song. And falling down under the influence of love and passion. Nearly blessed my hide operation in the ground of Nature. Now... Everyone makes mistakes. Take a pill if you're ill after every meal. Then have loads of babies and feed them to show them how you can feel. Then there's the wooden ones Cry all the time (they got the worms) Morning Wrigglies! I see you turned over new leaves but nothing wrong wormwise. (they got a new song) and it goes... "We dream all night we are awake, we chomp on wood, we're worm (not snake) we make the tiny wood ones cry, the pain is hard, they want to die, they pain we go away, goodbye." "Goodbye" everyone smiles, (we drift for miles) They cry, wooden ones crying all the time, they got the worms, Morning Wrigglies! I see you've turned over new leaves (and I like your new song) Falling down under the influence of love and passion. Nearly blessed my hide operation in the ground of Nature. Now... He's in his room, hasn't said a word. Something's happened to this Ground's Town. Never saw him anymore 'till I heard him (in his room) fall down. "We dream all night we are awake, we chomp on wood, we're worm (not snake) we make the tiny wood ones cry, the pain is hard, they want to die, they pain we go away, goodbye." "...pain is hard, they want to die, they pain we go away, goodbye." "...pain is hard, they want to die, they pain we go away, goodbye." "Goodbye" everyone smiles, (we drift for miles) Travel quite far if we go by car clean and happy as most of us are. -as transcribed by Pheeel for songmeanings dot com
There's gonna be a new printing! Sharon Fortnam had an ebay listing with a note saying that there would be a reissue along with some new things, and Kavus confirmed it!
RIP Tim Smith
Oh, what a surprise. Another Tim Smith song that is brilliant.
Yeah, there wasn't any bloody end to it!
Miss him we do.
Sings to him we does.
"He's a very special man". Thank you for all the music you gave us.
Beauty.
and to noones surprise it's another fantastic song.
Tim I love you
FOREVER.
@@ReggiePostlethwaite me too tim i love you
3:22 onwards just fills me with feelings I can't describe - just so many beautiful things going on at once. Rest in Peace Tim, thank you for everything you left behind for us to cherish forever.
The vibe of this song conjures images of streets in an English town in winter. Gray skies, slight wind, Victorian shops. An OAP pulling one of those wheeled tartan contraptions.
He's in his room, hasn't said a word.
Something's happened to this Ground's Town.
Never saw him anymore 'till I heard
him (in his room) fall down.
There's people crying in their gardens.
It's all backfired, everything's gone brown.
Someone's playing Santa Claus
and on all fours (Rover-like)
Doggy calm down.
Falling down under the influence of
love and passion.
Nearly blessed my hide operation
in the ground of Nature.
Now...
...Something's killing me, can't find a cure,
give it up, choosing my own fate.
My time is giving up.
Time living up to the height of my Empire State.
Then there's the wooden ones crying all the time.
They got the worms, their Father's died,
and they all tasted just like chocolate
pigs and sheep-chickens taste just like someone died.
Turning new leaves, nothing's wrong wormwise
everything's wise, nothing's wrong.
They've got a new song.
And falling down under the influence of
love and passion.
Nearly blessed my hide operation
in the ground of Nature.
Now...
Everyone makes mistakes.
Take a pill if you're ill after every meal.
Then have loads of babies and feed them to
show them how you can feel.
Then there's the wooden ones
Cry all the time (they got the worms)
Morning Wrigglies!
I see you turned over new leaves
but nothing wrong wormwise.
(they got a new song)
and it goes...
"We dream all night we are awake,
we chomp on wood, we're worm (not snake)
we make the tiny wood ones cry,
the pain is hard, they want to die,
they pain
we go away,
goodbye."
"Goodbye" everyone smiles,
(we drift for miles)
They cry, wooden ones crying all the time,
they got the worms,
Morning Wrigglies! I see you've
turned over new leaves
(and I like your new song)
Falling down under the influence of
love and passion.
Nearly blessed my hide operation
in the ground of Nature.
Now...
He's in his room, hasn't said a word.
Something's happened to this Ground's Town.
Never saw him anymore 'till I heard
him (in his room) fall down.
"We dream all night we are awake,
we chomp on wood, we're worm (not snake)
we make the tiny wood ones cry,
the pain is hard, they want to die,
they pain
we go away,
goodbye."
"...pain is hard, they want to die,
they pain
we go away,
goodbye."
"...pain is hard, they want to die,
they pain
we go away,
goodbye."
"Goodbye" everyone smiles,
(we drift for miles)
Travel quite far if we go by car
clean and happy as most of us are.
-as transcribed by Pheeel for songmeanings dot com
Thank you so much for this.
have not the words, praise you Tim,
THE BEST
Fucking Fantastic !!!!
+vannburen come on, admit it's HEAVEN.
I don't think about getting high when I hear him.
There's gonna be a new printing! Sharon Fortnam had an ebay listing with a note saying that there would be a reissue along with some new things, and Kavus confirmed it!
This song reminds me Bowie in his finest moments
And as such, early Floyd
Yes they should be.
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He's drugs without the money or health risks
Blimey.
How is this not God?
Never heard a good album from God.
Heard several godly ones from Tim Smith, though.
@14108925700 It's on itunes and amazon I think but not physically available unfortunately!
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