Stormbringer!
John & Beverley Martyn Lyrics


Time's gone by calendar leaves and snows fly
I might write a poem
If I could think of the words to try
What is there to remember
The winter was December
Just one more year left behind

She never looked around to see me
She never looked around at all
All I saw was shadows on the wall
She never looked around to see me
She never looked around at all

All I heard was snow that had to fall
She left in the morning
Quietly that was her way and on returning
To find I had nothing to say
What is there to remember
The winter was December
Just one more year left behind

She never looked around to see me
She never looked around at all
All I saw was shadows on the wall
She never looked around to see me
She never looked around at all
All I heard was snow that had to fall


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Written by: RITCHIE BLACKMORE, COVERDALE

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@tonylopez8976

Greatest compliment for a musician, that people are talking about his songs 50 years later.

@vhsparks

This is such an under the radar masterpiece. Can't believe people don't know about it. RIP John.

@bizzjoe

Oh I know all about it ... it's magic .. beautiful piano piece in the middle

@NewGrooveVinylClub

Holy smokes this track has some great instrumentation and great production. Listening to it for the first time, the way that middle section is mixed really caught my ear and my attention.


The way the guitars and pianos have these curveball hard pans that produce a tight-rope act of keeping everything focused yet slightly askew and dramatic. Everything working together for the greater good of the song while still speaking their own story and having their own voice. And how those slightly Orchestral/marching band drums have narrower width in the mix that's both an anchor and a concussive strike everytime that dead-center belly flop snare drum cracks, how it pushes and pulls all the other elements, how it cradles them yet carves its own sonic space. It feels organic yet deliberate and singular. It breathes.

@louisequadrelli7961

Soundtrack to my youth ❤

@Offdrive3

Magic record of great innocence.

@ordinaryhand

great music but far from innocent as he was horribly abusive to beverley

@johnp4100

Beautiful song! I've been obsessed with it since hearing Becks version. I also found a great version done by Elton John on here too.

@ElectroIllusion

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yMRlPVEfqwE

@sportslad100

fanastic

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