[특선 108] Renaissance - Scheherzade And Other Stories

1987. 10. 3-4 

Renaissance - Scheherazade and Other Stories ('75, 6th) 

1. Trip To The Fair [10:54] 

2. The Vultures Fly High [3:08] 

3. Ocean Gypsy [7:09] 1986년 애청곡 

4. Song Of Scheherazade [24:39] 

Jon Camp - bass, vocals, guitar 

Mike Dunford - guitar, vocals 

Annie Haslam - vocals, percussion 

Terence Sullivan - drums, vocals 

John Tout - keyboards, vocals

3. Ocean Gypsy 

Tried to take it all away 
Learn her freedom just inside a day 
And find her soul 
To find their fears allayed 

Tried to make her love their own 
They took her love they left her there 
They gave her nothing back 
That she would want to own 

Gold and silver rings and stones 
Dances slowly of the moon 
No-one else can know 
She stands alone 

Sleeping dreams will reach for her 
She cannot say the words they need 
She knows she's alone 
And she is free 

Ocean gypsy of the moon 
The sun has made a thousand nights 
For you to hold 
Ocean gypsy where are you 
The shadows followed by the stars 
Have turned to gold, turned to gold 

Then she met a hollow soul 
Filled him with her light 
And was consoled she was the moon 
And he, the sun was gold 

Eyes were blinded with his light 
The sun she gave 
Reflected back the night 
The moon was waning almost out of sight 

Softly ocean gypsy calls 
Silence holds the stars awhile 
They smile sadly 
For her where she falls 

Just the time before the dawn 
The sea is hushed 
The ocean calls her 
Day has taken her and now she's gone 

Ocean gypsy of the moon 
The sun has made a thousand nights 
For you to hold 
Ocean gypsy where are you 
The shadows followed by the stars 
Have turned to gold, turned to gold 

No-one noticed when she died 
Ocean gypsy shackled to the tide 
The ebbing waves were turning 
Spreading wide 

Something gone within her eyes 
Her fingers lifeless stroke the sand 
Her battered soul was lost 
She was abandoned 

Silken threads like wings still shine 
Winds take pleasure still make patterns 
In her lovely hair 
So dark and fine 

Stands on high beneath the seas 
Cries no more 
Her tears have dried 
Oceans weep for her the ocean sighs 

Ocean gypsy of the moon 
The sun has made a thousand nights 
For you to hold 
Ocean gypsy where are you 
The shadows followed by the stars 
Have turned to gold, turned to gold