Dreams

As mentioned already, I really like Stevie Nicks's voice and the songs she writes whether with Fleetwood Mac or as a solo artist (I'm less fond of the arrangements though) as well as her fantastical imaginary world relatively close to mine. Incidentally, it's only after a (short-sighted) American musician told me I reminded him of her that I took an interest in the music of this great lady (even though only 5'2" tall like I). This song she wrote in about ten minutes, alone on the piano, is probably Fleetwood Mac's best known and only number one track to date. A little jewel I hope you'll enjoy as much as I do.

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Now here you go again,
You say you want your freedom.
Well, who am I to keep you down.
It's only right that you should
Play the way you feel it,
But listen carefully to the sound
Of your loneliness
Like a heartbeat
It drives you mad
In the stillness of remembering
What you had
And what you lost —
And what you had
And what you lost.

Thunder only happens when it's raining,
Players only love you when they're playing —
Say women,they will come and they will go.
When the rain washes you clean, you'll know.

Now here I go again,
I see the crystal visions.
I keep my visions to myself.
It's only me
Who wants to wrap around your dreams and
Have you any dreams you'd like to sell?
Dreams of loneliness
Like a heartbeat.
It drives you mad
In the stillness of remembering
What you had
And what you lost —
And what you had
And what you lost.

Thunder only happens when it's raining,
Players only love you when they're playing —
Say women,they will come and they will go.
When the rain washes you clean, you'll know —
You'll know.

Original text by STEVIE NICKS
© La Pensine Mutine. All rights reserved. Reproduction prohibited.

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