Jim has chosen a galactic theme for today’s Song Lyric Sunday. It took me rather a long time to settle on a song to feature. I came across a song I have never ever heard before, and I rather liked it.
The artist is David Gray, who is not really on my radar, and the track is called “Only The Lonely” and it is nothing like the classic Roy Orbison track. I found the words very poignant….but it’s his voice that adds an astonishing earnestness to these verses.
I do wish I had to more to tell you about the story behind this song. The truth is I could not find any articles about it. That seems an injustice, for this song is the sort that ought to have a deeply provocative story behind it, don’t you think?
Credits: David Gray
I'm raising up my voice To the walls and to the sky It seeks no explanation It waits for no reply Really it is nothing Just a cry to the wilds I'm delirious with chaos I'm wonderstruck with awe In my soul I'm dreaming only Of your velvet shore When I'm walking there my face Untangles like a child And only the lonely Only the lonely Lonely could know me I've been talking all night long There's nothing more to say So I'm searching every mirror For a trace of yesterday But the air it holds no traces Where the eagles were flying I'm haunted by the skyline The concrete and the rain The window speaks of winter So I'll set my heart again Somewhere in the dust A curlew is crying And only the lonely Only the lonely Lonely could know me I'm talking all night long Talking all night There's a copper moon that's buried Where solitude expands And distant planets moving They're weighing on my hands They're darkening my pages And there's daylight in my fingers But it's snowing in my bones Been sucking on the echo Of a thousand telephones And when we meet again We will be strangers And only the lonely Only the lonely Lonely could know me And only the lonely Only the lonely Lonely could know me