Musical Monday #47 - Edge of Seventeen

More often than not, the song I use on a Musical Monday is one I've heard and/or been hearing for a long time - well, "long time" is more than a week or two, but still. Usually, I will hear a song and decide if I like it or not. Don't get me wrong, quite often a song "I don't like" will grow on me, but invariably, I make my decision from the first listening.

I first heard Stevie Nicks - Edge of Seventeen while sitting in Kellies living room. Yes yes, I know it's sort of sappy - but I haven't done the really sappy thing yet, so don't worry. Anyway, I love Stevie Nicks' voice, but had never ever in my life heard this song. Of course, being far too manly to admit not knowing something, I very casually used my TrackID on my mobile phone to tell me who the song was...

I got caught doing it mind you, but it's the principle ;)

Still, this is a rather late Musical Monday, but I'm allowed because it's still Monday. Those down under can arse off ;)


Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like shes singing...
Whoo... whoo... whoo...
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like shes singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo

And the days go by...
Like a strand in the wind...
In the web that is my own...
I begin again
Said to my friend, baby...
Nothin else mattered

He was no more... than a baby then
Well he... seemed broken hearted...
Something within him
But the moment... that I first laid...
Eyes... on... him... all alone...
On the edge of... seventeen

Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like shes singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo...
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like shes singing...
Said ooo baby... ooo... said ooo

Well I went today... maybe I will go again...
Tomorrow
Yea yea well the music there well it was hauntingly...
Familiar
Well I see you doing...
What I try to do for me
With the words from a poet...
And a voice from a choir
And a melody... nothing else mattered

Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like shes singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like shes singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo

The clouds... never expect it...
When it rains
But the sea changes color...
But the sea...
Does not change
And so... with the slow... graceful flow...
Of age
I went forth... with an age old...
Desire... to please
On the edge of... seventeen

Oooooooooaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh.

Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like shes singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like shes singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo

Well then suddenly...
There was no one... left standing
In the hall... yeah yeah...
In a flood of tears
That no one really ever heard fall at all
Well I went searchin for an answer...
Up the stairs... and down the hall
Not to find an answer...
Just to hear the call
Of a nightbird... singing...
Come away...

Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song
Sounds like shes singing...
Ooo... baby ooo... said ooo
Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like shes singing...
Ooo... baby ooo... said ooo

Well I hear you in the morning...
And I hear you...
At nightfall...
Sometimes to be near you...
Is to be unable... to hear you...
My love...
Im a few years older than you...
My love

Just like the white winged dove...
Sings a song...
Sounds like shes singing...
Ooo baby... ooo... said ooo

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One Response to “Musical Monday #47 - Edge of Seventeen”

Anonymous said...

Those down under ay?! Arse off ay?! Hmmm.. ;-)

xx
Mel