Released: October 19, 2018
Songwriter: Townes Van Zandt
Well, the diamonds fades quickly when matched to the face of Maria
All the harps they sound empty when she lifts her lips to the sky
The brown of her skin makes her hair seem a soft golden rainfall
That spills from the mountains to the bottomless depths of her eyes
Well, she stands all around me her hands slowly sifting the sunshine
All the laughter that linger down deep 'neath her smilin' is free
Well, it spins and it twirls like a hummingbird lost in the morning
And caresses the south wind and silently sails to the sea
Ah, the sculptor stands stricken and the artist he throws away his brushes
When her image comes dancin' the sun she turns sullen with shame
And the birds they go silent the wind stops his sad mournful singing
When the trees of the forest start gently to whisperin' her name
So as softly she wanders I'll desperately follow her footsteps
And I'll chase after shadows that offer a trace of her sight
Ah, they promise eternally that she lays hidden within them
But I find they've deceived me and sadly I bid them goodbye
So the serpent slide softly away with these moments of laughter
And the the old washy woman has finish her cleanin' and gone
But the bamboo hang heavy in the bondage of quicksilver daydreams
And a lonely child longingly looks for a place to belong
All the harps they sound empty when she lifts her lips to the sky
The brown of her skin makes her hair seem a soft golden rainfall
That spills from the mountains to the bottomless depths of her eyes
Well, she stands all around me her hands slowly sifting the sunshine
All the laughter that linger down deep 'neath her smilin' is free
Well, it spins and it twirls like a hummingbird lost in the morning
And caresses the south wind and silently sails to the sea
Ah, the sculptor stands stricken and the artist he throws away his brushes
When her image comes dancin' the sun she turns sullen with shame
And the birds they go silent the wind stops his sad mournful singing
When the trees of the forest start gently to whisperin' her name
So as softly she wanders I'll desperately follow her footsteps
And I'll chase after shadows that offer a trace of her sight
Ah, they promise eternally that she lays hidden within them
But I find they've deceived me and sadly I bid them goodbye
So the serpent slide softly away with these moments of laughter
And the the old washy woman has finish her cleanin' and gone
But the bamboo hang heavy in the bondage of quicksilver daydreams
And a lonely child longingly looks for a place to belong
more tracks from the album
Austinology - Alleys of Austin
- South Canadian River Song
- Drunken Lady of the Morning (v. 2)
- Quicksilver Daydream of Maria
- Little Bird
- Cosmic Cowboy (2018)
- La Freeway (v. 2)
- Backslider’s Wine (v. 2)
- Geroninom’s Cadillac (V.2)
- Wildfire (Duet)
- Alleys of Austin (2018)
- Texas Trilogy - Bosque County Romance
- Texas Trilogy - Train Ride
- Texas Trilogy - Daybreak
- Texas Morning
- Honolulu
- Gringo Pistolero
From the album
Michael Martin Murphey popular songs
- Maybe This Time
- Wildfire
- Red River Valley
- What’s Forever For
- Radio Land
- Face to Face with the Night
- The Pony Man
- Pilgrims on the Way (Matthew’s Song)
- O Bury Me Not on the Lone Prairie
- Disenchanted
- Got to Pay the Fiddler
- Woodsmoke in the Wind
- Wild Ripplin’ Waters
- Pearls in the Snow
- The Running Blood
- Family Tree
- Two Step Is Easy
- Cool Water
- Rings of Life
- Two-Step ’Round The Christmas Tree
- River of Time
- I’m Gonna Miss You, Girl
- The Old Chisholm Trail
- Love Affairs