"Indiscriminate Act of Kindness", one of Foy’s most popular tracks "live" was featured in the a TV commercial for Great Ormond Street Hospital which was aired in the UK up until Christmas of 2006. Foy often uses alternative tunings for his guitar, for example the song 'Indiscriminate Act of Kindness' he uses the tuning CGDGCe.
Foy has previously released two limited edition EPs on Wurdamouth records; "Live Sessions and the birth of the Toilet tour" and "Watermelon Oranges". His regular piano player is London based composer Jules Maxwell.
Closed Hand Full Of Friends
Foy Vance Lyrics
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I’m 200 miles down and a long way yet to go
So get your boots on and your walking cool
And we’ll together leave our footprints upon a virgin snow
That ancient sunrise will soon descend
And we’ll be left here pondering on the things which you cannot change
So let’s start over with no means to an end
Just in love and out of hope and a closed hand, full of friends
Yeah, well, livin’ was alright but I was dead in the water
Couldn’t see it in its light, I couldn’t kneel in its altar
All I wanted was to tear it right down to the ground
But I’m feeling alright now, yeah, I’m feeling alright
Every morning when the coffee’s on
And I rediscover that color in your eyes, in its gold and its bronze
And in the moonlight go get the camera, just go
With the recitations of the parish poets popping on our scrolls
Yeah, well, I was alright but I was dead in the water
Could see it’s light, I couldn’t kneel in its altar
All I wanted was a turn right down to the promising
Through this fleeting culture
And hide away from wolves and the vultures
All they wanted was to tear me right down to the ground
Oh, I’m feeling alright, I am now, yeah, I’m feeling alright
In the recitations of the parish poets
In the buildings, in the burrows, in the locked boats
I will find my means to an end
With an open heart in hold and a closed hand, full of friends
In the recitations of the parish poets
In the buildings, in the burrows, in the lochte boats
I will find my means to an end
With an open heart in hold and a closed hand, full of friends
In the recitations of the parish poets
In the buildings, in the burrows, in the locked boats
I will find my means to an end
With an open heart in hold and a closed hand, full of friends
In the recitations of the parish poets
In the buildings, in the burrows, in the locked boats
I will find my means to an end
With an open heart in hold and a closed hand, full of friends
The lyrics to Foy Vance's song "Closed Hand Full Of Friends" are about the journey of life and the importance of love and friendship. The singer expresses gratitude for the changing scenery that warms their soul as they travel, 200 miles down with a long way yet to go. They invite someone else to join them in leaving footprints upon a virgin snow, making memories together. However, they also acknowledge the fleeting nature of life and the things that cannot be changed, and suggest starting fresh with no particular end in mind, just love and friendship.
The second verse portrays the singer as feeling stagnant and stuck, unable to see the beauty in the world or find solace in religion. They wanted to tear everything down but eventually found a way to feel alright again. The third verse talks about rediscovering the beauty in the small things like the color of someone's eyes, and the importance of capturing memories through photographs. The song ends with the singer stating their intention to find their means to an end with an open heart in hold and a closed hand full of friends, emphasizing the significance of love and relationships.
Overall, the song is an ode to the journey of life and the importance of connection with others. The singer acknowledges the challenges and fleeting moments but celebrates the beauty in relationships and making memories.
Line by Line Meaning
The scenery’s changing and it warms my soul
The changing scenery is bringing me joy
I’m 200 miles down and a long way yet to go
I've already traveled far, but there's still a long journey ahead
So get your boots on and your walking cool
Let's prepare ourselves to walk confidently
And we’ll together leave our footprints upon a virgin snow
We will make our mark on untouched territory together
That ancient sunrise will soon descend
The day will soon end
And we’ll be left here pondering on the things which you cannot change
We will reflect on the things that we cannot control
So let’s start over with no means to an end
Let's begin anew without a specific goal in mind
Just in love and out of hope and a closed hand, full of friends
We will approach life with love, without expectations, and surrounded by loyal friends
Every morning when the coffee’s on
Each day, when we have our coffee
And I rediscover that color in your eyes, in its gold and its bronze
I am reminded of the beauty in your eyes
And in the moonlight go get the camera, just go
Let's capture this moment in a photo
With the recitations of the parish poets popping on our scrolls
As we listen to the poetry of the locals
Yeah, well, I was alright but I was dead in the water
I was doing okay, but not really making progress
Could see it’s light, I couldn’t kneel in its altar
I could see the potential, but couldn't commit myself fully
All I wanted was a turn right down to the promising
I wanted to take a shortcut to success
Through this fleeting culture
In this temporary society
And hide away from wolves and the vultures
And protect myself from those who would harm me
All they wanted was to tear me right down to the ground
They wanted to destroy me completely
Oh, I’m feeling alright, I am now, yeah, I’m feeling alright
But now I'm doing fine, I'm feeling good
In the recitations of the parish poets
As we listen to the local poets
In the buildings, in the burrows, in the locked boats
In the structures and hiding places around us
I will find my means to an end
I will discover my purpose
With an open heart in hold and a closed hand, full of friends
With an open heart and a loyal group of friends by my side
Contributed by Thomas C. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@polgara28
The scenery’s changing and it warms my soul
I’m 200 miles down and a long way yet to go
So get your boots on and your walking coat
And we’ll together leave our footprints out upon the virgin snow
That ancient sunrise will soon descend
And we’ll be left here pondering on the things which we can depend
So let’s start over with no means to an end
Just an open-hearted hope and a closed hand, full of friends
Yeah, well, London was all right but I was dead in the water
Couldn’t see it in its light, I couldn’t kneel in its altar
All I wanted was to tear it right down to the ground
But I’m feeling all right now, yeah, I’m feeling all right
Every morning when the coffee’s on
And I rediscover that color in your eyes, in its gold and its bronze
And in the moonlight we'll get the candles going
With the recitations of the parish poets popping on our tongues
Yeah, well, London was all right but I was dead in the water
Couldn't see it’s light, I couldn’t kneel in its altar
All I wanted was to tear it right down to the ground
And it sank from the feet of its culture
I'd hide away from wolves and the vultures
All they wanted was to tear me right down to the ground
Oh, I’m feeling all right, I am now, yeah, I’m feeling all right
In the recitations of the parish poets
In the buildings, in the burrows, in the Loch Tay boats
I will find my means to an end
With an open-hearted hope and a closed hand, full of friends
In the recitations of the parish poets
In the buildings, in the burrows, in the Loch Tay boats
I will find my means to an end
With an open-hearted hope and a closed hand, full of friends
In the recitations of the parish poets
In the buildings, in the burrows, in the Loch Tay boats
I will find my means to an end
With an open-hearted hope and a closed hand, full of friends
In the recitations of the parish poets
In the buildings, in the burrows, in the Loch Tay boats
I will find my means to an end
With an open-hearted hope and a closed hand, full of friends
@eddiesimeonigb7183
Lyrics
The scenery's changing and it warms my soul
I'm 200 miles down and a long way yet to go
So get your boots on and your walking cool
And we'll together leave our footprints upon a virgin snow
That ancient sunrise will soon descend
And we'll be left here pondering on the things which you cannot change
So let's start over with no means to an end
Just in love and out of hope and a closed hand, full of friends
Yeah, well, livin' was alright but I was dead in the water
Couldn't see it in its light, I couldn't kneel in its altar
All I wanted was to tear it right down to the ground
But I'm feeling alright now, yeah, I'm feeling alright
Every morning when the coffee's on
And I rediscover that color in your eyes, in its gold and its bronze
And in the moonlight go get the camera, just go
With the recitations of the parish poets popping on our scrolls
Yeah, well, I was alright but I was dead in the water
Could see it's light, I couldn't kneel in its altar
All I wanted was a turn right down to the promising
Through this fleeting culture
And hide away from wolves and the vultures
All they wanted was to tear me right down to the ground
Oh, I'm feeling alright, I am now, yeah, I'm feeling alright
In the recitations of the parish poets
In the buildings, in the burrows, in the locked boats
I will find my means to an end
With an open heart in hold and a closed hand, full of friends
In the recitations of the parish poets
In the buildings, in the burrows, in the lochte boats
I will find my means to an end
With an open heart in hold and a closed hand, full of friends
In the recitations of the parish poets
In the buildings, in the burrows, in the locked boats
I will find my means to an end
With an open heart in hold and a closed hand, full of friends
In the recitations of the parish poets
In the buildings, in the burrows, in the locked boats
I will find my means to an end
With an open heart in hold and a closed hand, full of friends
@sneakerhead74
Foy is SOOOO damn good! Why most of his videos do not have millions of likes is baffling to me. His lyrics, musicianship and voice are amazing. Spread the word people!
@WETRIX_
Foy Vance is the kind of person I want to be when I'm older.
@TheFolkUtopia
Foy Vance reminds me of my other musical love, Bruce Springsteen. It's their lyrics and the heart that goes into every note! Thank you Foy Vance!
@charlestontillis4941
I love this song meaning/vocal/lyrics..I swear this is how I felt at the time..I'm happy yet I cry still to this day when I hear it❤🎉🎉
@TxominTorres-xw7hj
Brutal… su voz ….su verdad en su voz su sentimiento… sin palabras
@savedandblessed79
amazing voice ppl dont realise it sounds so close to album as he whacks out random live vocals on his album tracks with foy nothing is planned it just flows and its fucking marvellous
@lagunabxo
Still get goosebumps every time I hear this song
@rikster3
Proper artist, proper song! Real talent, this man makes you proud to be from our wee country!
@jamesmoffatt2130
Saw him at Wembley the other day, supporting Ed Sheeran, after hearing a little of him before hand I was quite looking forward to it but he genuinely blew me away with his passion on the mic and absolutely mental vocals! Rapidly becoming a favourite of mine!
@schaustatu
I got it for free on iTunes too, the song cycles through on my list and the more it comes on the more I like it.