could have told you
things like this are never
built to last
never never
or very rarely ever
built to last
story in a magazine
makes headline news
never never
or very rarely ever
built to last
picture yourself on a walking holiday
picture the face that takes your breath away
so fine, so so fine,
smile seems to know
whats on your miind
picture an island big enough for two
picture a love made perfectly for you
so fine, so so fine,
lay me down forget
the sands of time
the sands of time
never built to last
- Author: dusk arising ( Offline)
- Published: September 1st, 2017 19:22
- Comment from author about the poem: This is a poem and song i wrote and recorded in 1995. I\\\'m playing alto sax on here on the recording. The singer was great, turned up for a few sessions and disappeared because his lady was messing him around. He had amazing talent, if only he\\\'d stayed.
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Comments16
Beautiful picture
Beautiful music
Beautiful poem
Such a beautiful feast for eyes, ears and heart.
This will last.
Thank you.
Wow m&m. Thank you very much, youre very kind.
What a treat! Lovely lyrics, lovely song.
Thank you Heather, pleased you like!
You know what your absolutely right
Great song, great writing! Like the last two lines!
Thanks Fred.
For me too - I was mesmerised by it as I sat here listening - great words, great sax, great voice.
Thank you Michael, It's probably the nicest song i ever recorded on reflecton.
Wonderful song, stunning sax solo! Awesome!!
That solo was recorded first take, my pal Nick the bass player said to me as i entered the recording area 'Make them have it'. I shan't forget him saying that. Thank you Christina.
Just read and listened to this after what we were discussing this morning.
Great write, great song and great solo, you must get back into it and wipe the dust off of your saxophone.
I am just about to start singing and playing in a blues outfit, I will of course be injecting an inch or two of jazz into the mix. Thanks for your positive comments sir.
Soothing after at crazy night out, I truly felt this so many times but understand that everything last as long as it needs to. Like your saxophone player was there long enough to do this with you.
Much peace and respect for all the talent involved in this amazing piece of art from the heart
Thanks Dan, the sax player was me by the way lol.
Sorry the singer then, was a long day for me.
I love ❤️ this DA. Your poem is so beautiful and the music just stunning. Love you playing your sax. Awesome. More please.
Sadly most of the recordings from that era of acid jazz are awful but thanks for your comment and appreciation.
Contrast of beauty Vs. A dark view of life based in fact. Excellent job very moving.
M
Thank you Mugsdaddy, did u play the music and read the authors note?
I couldn't play the music but it was still a beautiful piece.
Well written, so true nothing does last for ever. Like this a lot.
Thank you Wallace...apologies for taking so long to reply to u.
How beautiful.
Pleased you liked this Maggie, apologies for taking so long to respond and thank you for commenting.
Great poem, great meaning , I can feel this, thank you
Tis actually a song, did u play the sound at the top, thts me on sax lol oh well..... hey thanks for looking back and commenting.
very creative,great music
Thanks ron.
this is beautiful
Hey, thank you very much.
Blimey..
you got quite a few strings to that bow of yours aint'cha ... quite write too... amazing voice... I always wanted to learn the sax.. hats off to you ... .. Neville
Too kind sir! Believe it or not that singer, who we all thought was great, only lasted with us for a couple of weeks, some girl had some sort of a pull on him and he just disappeared. Such a talent. Could have taken us to dizzy heights... but such is live.... so many could haves, would haves, maybes.
Sax is easily self taught, i had one lesson about sax from a guitarist, i dont read music i just wanted to be able to play as fluently as i could whistle a tune. Nobody taught me how to whistle.
amazing...
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