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The Song of Wandering Aengus

from All The Time in Heaven by Norman Lamont

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A lot of my story-songs are based on the idea of one unexpected moment redefining the rest of a character's life. This poem by William Butler Yeats is in that pattern. I'm joining the distinguished company of The Waterboys, Donovan and lots of others who have set this to music.

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I WENT out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;

And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.

When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And some one called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.

Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.

(William Butler Yeats)

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from All The Time in Heaven, released February 17, 2014
Norman Lamont: guitars, sequencing, bass
Daniel Davis: producer

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Norman Lamont Edinburgh, UK

Norman Lamont has been delighting audiences on the Edinburgh songwriter scene since 1990. His trademarks are the diversity of his musical styles, emotionally honest lyrics and a droll sense of humour.

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