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LIME GREEN ROOM

by David Heavenor

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Written after a brief sojourn in London on my way back from a few months spent in L'Abri, a community in Switzerland in my early twenties. Steve Turner, a journalist who I had met there told me I could stay in flat he was renting with some people. They had just painted the walls a lime green colour for reasons only known to themselves. It was pre Christmas and the streets were blazing in full on commercial glory with Jesus and Mary flying in on their kitsch reindeer. I was feeling out of sorts with the world at the time, rather bitter and cynical at most things. In the late seventies I recorded this song at my parents house in Crieff with some friends and will put this version on the site eventually. This version was done at East Kilbride Arts Centre for The Automatic Eye album which was produced by David Scott. Davy plays everything on the track except drums and acoustic guitar! Renaissance man. The RLS line at the end the was found in a book of verse which just happened to be lying about in the studio.

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LIME GREEN ROOM


You could say that I'm chained in this Lime Green Room
Under the lamp of this city in the cold night gloom
All the people are present but their voices unheard
By the light and the time and the earth of this world

Movement saps you but you can't stay still
For your life's in a label as time to kill
From your house there's the tumbling through the mist and the gloom
But your fate has no homecoming; the waking's your doom

Sweet Mother Mary, Sweet infant Jesus

And your hope is in object, the charm and the chase
Your hope is in moving from this to that place
For this place is bone, that place is skull
But caught in the passing there's a life in the lull

Yes it's instant delight, instant hush
From a glass or a smoke or some mystic rush
But voices are silent, whose tongue can tell
Who holds the reins on the devil
When you peer down his well

Sweet Mother Mary, Sweet infant Jesus

Girl you're so pretty and your step is so neat
But tell me what you wear to hide the defeat?
I'd love to know how you get around
Two hours past the midnight when the silence hits the ground

Voices speak just to be overheard
It's come down to description but there's a void in the words
So sing your song boy, write your book
Remember you'll die if you get overlooked

Sweet Mother Mary, Sweet infant Jesus


'I was the giant great and still
That sits upon the pillow hill..'

RL Stevenson

OTHER VERSE


Everyone's walking backwards so you join the queue
There's nothing on your mind so there's nothing else to do
But join in the mock - up, watch your display
With everyone caught in the very same way

credits

released January 1, 2008
Stu Kidd: Drums
David Scott: Piano, Bass, E. Guitar,Percussion, Organ
David Heavenor: Acoustic Guitar, Vcls.

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David Heavenor is a Scottish singer songwriter based in Edinburgh Scotland. He has produced 8 albums plus 3 EP's.

I'm Watching Rosanna. ' An insightful song....beautifully written and observed. Iain Anderson. BBC Radio

'Jenny & the Cold Caller. One of the best songs ever written...' Ricky Ross ... more

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