Spanish Guitar
Gene Clark Lyrics


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The dissonant bells of the sea who are ringing the rhymes of the deep
As they sing of the ages asleep, not so near or so far
And the old masters wind of the waves sped forth for the free men and slaves
Whispers of secrets it saves and about whom they are.

And the workings of sunshine and rain
And the visions they paint that remain
Pulsate from my soul through my brain in a spanish guitar.

The beggar whom sits in the street on his miserable throne of defeat
Envisions no wealth there to meet, thinking nowhere is far
And the laughter of children employed by the fantasies not yet destroyed
By the dogmas of those they avoid knowing not what they are.

And the right and the wrong and insane
And the answers they cannot explain
Pulsate from my soul through my brain in a spanish guitar.

To play on a spanish guitar with the sun shining down where you are
Skipping and singing a bar from the music around




Just to laugh through the columns of trees, to soar like a seagull in breeze
To stand in the rain if you please or to never be found.

Overall Meaning

The song "Spanish Guitar" by Gene Clark features poetic lyrics that creatively explore themes of ageless secrets, the workings of nature, the passing of time, and the complexity of human existence. The opening lines evoke a sense of mystery and wonder as they describe the dissonant bells of the sea, informing listeners that the rhymes of the deep sing of ages asleep, somewhere not near or far. The next lines talk about the old masters wind of the waves, which whispers secrets about whom they are, referring to the enigmatic nature of the sea and its impact on human history. The language used is evocative and intriguing, pushing listeners to ponder the profundity of nature and the mysteries that lie therein.


The song then shifts its focus to the workings of nature, specifically the relationships between sunshine and rain and the visions they leave. The song highlights how the visions they paint continue to pulsate from the soul through the brain in a Spanish guitar. The song then makes a subtle shift to talk about human existence, referencing a beggar sitting on his miserable seat of defeat, with no wealth to attain, believing nowhere is far. As the song continues, it skillfully maintains its themes of human existence by assembling contrasting images, such as the laughter of children who still dream of fantastical wonders and dogmas that those who avoid them will never comprehend. The song concludes with a chorus describing how it feels to play on a Spanish guitar with the sun shining down; to skip and sing a bar from the music around us, to laugh through columns of trees, or to stand in the rain if you please or to never be found.


Line by Line Meaning

The dissonant bells of the sea who are ringing the rhymes of the deep
The harsh sound of the sea's bells, carrying the memories of the past, echoes in the present.


As they sing of the ages asleep, not so near or so far
The bells sing of the dreams and memories that are not easily accessible, yet they exist somewhere far in our thoughts.


And the old masters wind of the waves sped forth for the free men and slaves
The wind that blows over the waves carries messages and secrets, both for the privileged and the oppressed.


Whispers of secrets it saves and about whom they are.
The wind whispers secrets to whoever cares to listen, but it never reveals the identity of those it speaks of.


And the workings of sunshine and rain
The cycle of light and dark, of growth and decay, that happens in nature.


And the visions they paint that remain
The images and emotions that these natural cycles evoke in us, that stay with us forever.


Pulsate from my soul through my brain in a spanish guitar.
All these experiences and memories come alive in my mind and music, pulsing through my being like a Spanish guitar.


The beggar whom sits in the street on his miserable throne of defeat
The poor and the downtrodden, who feel defeated by life, sit hopelessly in the streets.


Envisions no wealth there to meet, thinking nowhere is far
They cannot dream of better lives, believing that they are doomed to poverty and destitution, with no way out.


And the laughter of children employed by the fantasies not yet destroyed
The joy and innocence of children, who are still free from the rigid dogmas of society and can imagine a better world.


By the dogmas of those they avoid knowing not what they are.
The oppressive forces of society, who impose their narrow-minded doctrines on the innocent, without realizing the harm they cause.


And the right and the wrong and insane
The concepts of morality and sanity, that guide our actions and beliefs.


And the answers they cannot explain
The mysteries of life and existence, that defy all rational explanations.


Pulsate from my soul through my brain in a spanish guitar.
All these questions and quandaries pulse through my being like a Spanish guitar, seeking expression and release.


To play on a spanish guitar with the sun shining down where you are
The joy of playing a Spanish guitar, with the warmth and light of the sun shining down on you.


Skipping and singing a bar from the music around
Feeling the rhythm and melody of the world around you, and singing and dancing along with it.


Just to laugh through the columns of trees, to soar like a seagull in breeze
To experience the freedom and joy of laughter, and to feel the exhilaration of flight.


To stand in the rain if you please or to never be found.
To be unafraid of the challenges and struggles that life brings, and to never lose oneself in the process.




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Comments from YouTube:

Matt Padden

This song is so great it's almost beyond comment! An artist this brilliant was never going to fit into the clichéd ways of mass media...Gene Clark is dead, long live Gene Clark.

Philip Halpenny

The sun is rising , critically at least, for him as it did for Nick Drake.

Angry Dad

There's a few singer/songwriters that have the ability to make me ache inside, feel pangs of nostalgia, joy  and marvel at the beauty of the art of song. Dylan does it to me on occasion, Neil Young's best songs do it and a few Joni Mitchell classics do as well. Virtually every Gene Clark song does it for me though. A genius.

roger murray

To no singer/songwriter I can think of is the statement, "He's in a better place" more applicable than to Gene Clark. His brilliance was woefully underappreciated on his too brief journey through "this" place.

dualtone58

Townes Van Zandt will do it for you as well, my friend!

Joseph Allegra

I still get chills years after first hearing this song, has that old train sound,a man going who knows where. What a special time that was. Sweet Dreams Gene.

Joseph Allegra

Ian Matthews did a nice job in years past also.Thanks for replying Autumn

autmwnd

Absolutely true my friend. After all these years.

Donna Burke

Brilliant. I honestly do not think that I have ever heard a more beautiful heartfelt song!

paola spinatonda

This song is a masterpiece and Gene Clark is an extraordinary songwriter

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