Prog folk-rock music from Scotland
Words and Music: Noel Chidwick
I’ve lived in a city (Birmingham, Newcastle and for the last twenty-six years, Edinburgh) all my life. Not really by choice, but that’s the way it goes. Looking up at the night sky is an awe-inspiring sight that is just not so rewarding in a city, where the lights swamp the starlight. As a consequence, I like to holiday as far away from the sodium lights as possible and I enjoy nothing more than staring up at the stars of a really dark sky, picking out the band¬†of the Milky Way.
It was always my dream to live by the sea and have all that sky to enjoy. One day.
I dedicate this song to Astronomers all over the world: let your sky always be dark.
Walking through the city streets
Late at night
Silence hanging thinly, like a veil
Roads wet reflecting yellow
Streaks of light
The clouds are gone but stars are barely seen
Frowning I return home to live a dream…
Walking on a pebble beach
Waves crashing, salt spray cold and sharp
Along the coast a lighthouse shines
A warming sight
I smile pleased with the day that’s passed
Soon the stars will glisten, and I’m at peace, at last…