Mad Lydia's Waltz
Earth Opera Lyrics


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Esus4-Am-G-E7
Lydia's Waltz P. Rowan

The town now is sleeping
The moon slowly creeping
A candle is burning
In the window so high
The widow stand staring
Her young body trembling
Her bed sheets are barren
And the moon it is high

Hesitations of laughter
And Lydia is dancing
Silk from her shoulders
It slips to the floor
The darkness is laughing
Her lover is calling
In tears and remembrance
She opens the door

The cobblestone alley
The mystery her spinning
With thirteen black roses
They gaze at the bride
The widow is dancing
Her lover is calling
Her laughter is ringing
On the beach at low tide

And the town's people gather
As Lydia comes dancing
Spinning and reeling
At the edge of the sea
Her eyes shine like ambers




Her body is burning
She runs to her lover………lover

Overall Meaning

The song Mad Lydia's Waltz by Earth Opera is a hauntingly beautiful ballad that tells the story of a young widow named Lydia who, one night, surrenders herself to the madness and overwhelming grief caused by the loss of her loved one. The song opens with the town sleeping while the moon slowly creeps forward. In this quiet time, a candle is burning in the window where Lydia stands staring, trembling, and alone. Her bed sheets are barren, and the moon is high, which adds to the tension and sorrow of the scene.


Lydia hesitates between extreme laughter and tears as she starts dancing when silk from her shoulders slips to the floor. The darkness seems to be laughing, and Lydia's lover is calling. Then, Lydia opens the door, and they both join. The cobblestone alley is full of mystery when Lydia begins to spin, holding thirteen black roses, gazing at the bride. The bride is Lydia herself, with Her laughter ringing around the beach at low tide. The town's people gather at this unusual hour to watch Lydia dancing and reeling while she runs to her lover. The story ends with a sense of foreboding as Lydia surrenders herself to the waiting embrace of her lover.


Line by Line Meaning

The town now is sleeping
The town has fallen asleep


The moon slowly creeping
The moon is slowly rising


A candle is burning
A candle flame flickers


In the window so high
High up in a window


The widow stand staring
The widow stands staring


Her young body trembling
Her young body shakes


Her bed sheets are barren
Her bed sheets are empty


And the moon it is high
And the moon is high in the sky


Hesitations of laughter
Laughter hesitates


And Lydia is dancing
Lydia dances


Silk from her shoulders
Silk falls from her shoulders


It slips to the floor
It slips onto the floor


The darkness is laughing
The darkness laughs


Her lover is calling
Her lover calls out to her


In tears and remembrance
Tears and memories flood her mind


She opens the door
She opens the door


The cobblestone alley
The alley is cobblestoned


The mystery her spinning
Mysterious things spin around her


With thirteen black roses
Thirteen black roses


They gaze at the bride
They stare at the bride


The widow is dancing
The widow dances


Her lover is calling
Her lover calls out to her


Her laughter is ringing
Her laughter echoes


On the beach at low tide
On the beach during low tide


And the town's people gather
The townspeople gather


As Lydia comes dancing
Lydia comes dancing


Spinning and reeling
Spinning and reeling around


At the edge of the sea
By the sea's edge


Her eyes shine like ambers
Her eyes gleam like amber


Her body is burning
Her body feels like it's on fire


She runs to her lover………lover
She runs to her lover, repeating the word




Writer(s): Peter H. Rowan

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Comments from YouTube:

Patti Rodgers

From 1969, a song that will touch your soul.

Giwrgos Giannarakis

the crown jewel of psychedelic ballads... the best song of this fine BOSTON band....

CopyrightSchool21

Wonderful! Thanks for sharing :)

ChuckDeFuque

The town now is sleeping
The moon slowly creeping
A candle is burning
In the window so high
The widow stand staring
Her young body trembling
Her bed sheets are barren
And the moon it is high

Hesitations of laughter
And Lydia is dancing
Silk from her shoulders
It slips to the floor
The darkness is laughing
Her lover is calling
In tears and remembrance
She opens the door

The cobblestone alley
The mystery her spinning
With thirteen black roses
They gaze at the bride
The widow is dancing
Her lover is calling
Her laughter is ringing
On the beach at low tide

And the town's people gather
As Lydia comes dancing
Spinning and reeling
At the edge of the sea
Her eyes shine like embers
Her body is burning
She runs to her lover………lover

jimbluebus

peter & david.....

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