The Light And The Shadowland

by Mark Laurent

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1.
NOT THE ONLY ONE I never thought that I’d be one of those people With wrinkles around my eyes Thought my hair’d always be golden And not six shades of white Did my youth get stolen Or was it washed out with the tide? Sometimes it makes me anxious. I never thought that I’d be one of those people Who’d stop to catch my breath I used to run like a crazy down the mountains And never think of death I said “Time is an illusion” Now there’s not quite so much time left And mine is halfway over. But I’m not the only one… I never thought that I’d be one of those people Who’d learn to settle down Get a job, raise a family And buy a little house in town Go to the same place every summer holidays Well, somehow, I’m doing all that now - But that’s OK. Because I’m not the only one… I never thought that I’d be one of those people Who’d stay home on Saturday night I said “There’s no such thing as too much chocolate” Now my waistline says there might be And “I’m sorry, darling, but I’m just not in the mood tonight, Do you still think I’m alright?” Well I’m not the only one… I never thought that I’d be one of those people Ah, but wouldn’t you know The moment you turn the hour glass over Sand begins to flow And we’re all just the same And that’s a comfort, I suppose Heaven knows, and anyway… I’m not the only one.
2.
Candle 03:29
CANDLE I sit and stare at your tiny flame Until that one point of light Becomes my universe. One candle, no matter how small Dispels the darkness of an empty room Becomes my universe. Wax drips on the table Hiss, vapour, dancing Becomes my universe.
3.
SHERYL COME DOWN Popping pills in the corner of that old back room Two moths caught in the headlight of lust There is nothing that we can’t do tonight Desire will take what it must. Sheryl come down again… Lips collide in the back seat of the taxi cab Who cares where we’re going, the driver just drives Bodies entwine in the dark and empty room We’re holding on for our lives. Sheryl come down again… I see a dirty needle and a dirty spoon Stained in the candlelight Why did you have to come and go so soon? There’s no rest for me tonight. Sheryl come down…
4.
Seagull In The Storm I’ve never really been strong Never really held on to my direction Like a needle seeking north I can be thrown off by any vibration So I call out to you Like a seagull in the storm A baby who cries for his mother’s arms Sun is warm upon my back Green earth instructs and enfolds me There is nothing that I lack Except the truth of the stories you told me When I called out to you Like a heckler in the crowd A sinner at the edge of your circle of friends. I’ve never really been alone Only in the depths of my imagination And when there’s nowhere to go I stand still and hope for salvation Then I call out to you Like a shepherd in the dark Just outside the shelter where love is born.
5.
SIX CRAZY HATS I remember the night that Jimi died it was kind of wet so I just dropped inside this little hippie shop on Symonds Street where the fire and the water chanced to meet you were there, we said ‘gidday’ come what may You wore six crazy hats to Albert Park we stumbled up Mount Victoria in the dark did our first trip together for a lark and the Auckland winters couldn’t quench the spark that we felt, needless to say come what may I’m the restless one, I had to hit the road while you stayed with your mum and dad at home till I came back with Jesus from the south I wouldn’t have blamed you if you thrown the both of us out but you said ‘show me the way’ come what may Some things move together, some things move apart there’s continents drifting in the space between hearts some things never finish, some things never start We got married, and I finally got a job we settled down to church and all of that stuff ‘til Jossey came along to fill the nest he was quite big enough so we did without the rest we settled down, I guess you’d sqy come what may But nothing lasts forever, I suppose like hippie hats and crazy op-shop clothes and sometimes you just need the grace to say ‘thank you’ for all the happy nights and shining days and we’ll be friends, anyway come what may some things move together, some things move apart there’s universes floating in the space between hearts and some things never finish, some things never start.
6.
THIS ONE’S FOR YOU Phil was a friend of mine, he played the bass guitar And I was the singer in the band We cruised around the old town, we used to laugh a lot Just like the psychedelic faces that he painted On the sides of his old Morris van. We hung around the nightclubs on Friday nights Listening to the bands, how good they played We never got home untill sunlight We’d jam in his old man’s garage The whole damn day. We did our first trips together, we had our first girls We’d sit and play his albums all night long I never really thought about it but I guess I love him a lot Because sometimes friends can be that strong. Phil joined the Hare Krishna in 1974 And I met Jesus about the same time We used to argue religion and we’d have each other on Because Phil was a friend of mine. He came back from India after nearly ten years away It was like something inside of him’d died He lost his faith, and some girl he was going to marry It’s like he lost the will to try. They found him in the local park on Friday night He was hanging by a rope from a tree He left some photographs and a note for his mum But he didn’t say anything to me. Phil was a friend of mine, he played the bass guitar And I was the singer in the band We never really make it like we’d once hoped to do But I mad it here, so Phil this one’s for you….
7.
IT MAKES ME WONDER The sun is going to rise in just a few minutes it’s been doing that as long as I remember the sun is going to rise in just a few minutes it’s been doing that as long as I remember every time I see the new day beginning it makes me wonder, is our love finished? Maybe I should turn my back upon the window because looking at the sun only makes me feel sorrow maybe I should turn my back upon the window looking at the sun only makes me feel sorrow I know it’s not fair to pin my hopes on you forget about the past and look into tomorrow I know it’s not fair to pin my hopes on you forget about the past and do what I must do.
8.
PURPLE FIELDS The purple fields are calling me Just why they should is a mystery I’m standing out there in my mind Right on the edge of something fine Perhaps I’m dreaming Well all I can say is “Goodnight”. I’ve gazed out windows all my life Though I have mostly lived inside But it’s not so easy, after all To box a flower in four walls Maybe I’m growing But there’s no knowing except I go. The purple fields are in your heart Least that’s the place where blossoms start I put my hand to the plough Because there’s no un-dreaming this now And if I’m mistaken At least I’ve taken the time to dream And if I’m mistaken The dreaming’s good enough for me.
9.
Happy 02:58
HAPPY Outside my window sun shining down outside my window there’s this bird flying around & around someone up there smiling down on me o happy day. I hear the stories this is not a happy place just makes me thankful for moments of grace someone up there smiling down on me o happy day. Outside my window hear the people in the street I hope they all can find moments like these someone up there smiling down on me o happy day.
10.
If I Don't 04:48
IF I DON’T Though I speak with the tongues of men and angels And though I give my body to the fire I may have such faith that I can move mountains Understand all mysteries, and prophesy But if I don’t have love I am nothing. Love is patient, love is kind, is not envious or boastful Love rejoices in the truth, does not hold on to resentment But prophecy will fail, and every tongue fall silent And knowledge fade away, knowledge fade away But if I don’t have love I am nothing. Once I was a child, I spoke and I thought like a child But now I’m turning to a man Now we see just a dim reflection Then we shall see face to face And if faith and hope abide I might still find saving grace But if I don’t have love I am nothing.
11.
THE APPROACHING OF THE LIGHT I sit by your bedside in my mind Holding your hand so frail in mine How does it feel for you, my friend? Both of us know that it’s the end There’s not a lot that I can give Except for a hug and a prayer And there’s not a lot that you can take When it’s time to step out of here. We don’t talk about this thing too much It’s the one thing that comes to all of us And life gets more precious as years go by The oftener we have to say goodbye And there is no substitute No way of opting out The light and the shadow land Stand beyond faith or doubt. I sit by your bedside, my friend Neither of us will pass this way again Just like the flowers by the road Now we are here and now we go But I will remember you And tell your story in the night That there is no need to fear The approaching of the light.
12.
THINK ABOUT THESE THINGS If anything is good, anything is just If anything is true, anything is righteous Think about these things. If anything is lovely, if anything is pure If anything is holy, anything that’s sure Think about these things. Walk in light It’ll keep your heart and your mind. If there’s anything of beauty, anything to praise If anything is noble, to think about always Think about these things.
13.
GOING SOMEWHERE Well I finally got my ticket And I’m going away I’ve got my eyes upon the distance Because there’s no place round here I want to stay I remember lots of good times But you can’t hold onto those So now I’m stepping on this long winding road And I’ll go with the flow. I’m looking out the window The blue horizon draws me on Though I don’t know where I’m going After I’m finished with this song But I would like to thank you For calling me your friend And if my road allows I will come back this way again But for now I’ll just go with the flow. I’m going somewhere. The sun is rising Just behind the trees And each new morning Promises freedom to me I’m stepping out the doorway I can taste this traveling breeze Take good care of yourself, please As for me, I’ll just go with the flow. Going somewhere. Well I finally got my ticket And I’m going away I’ve got my eyes upon the distance Because there’s no place round here I want to stay Life is like a highway Going downhill like a stream And I’ve been watching mine Passing like a dream And I go with the flow. I’m going somewhere.

about

On 29 February 2000 (a date that only falls at the turn of a century once every 2000 years) I recorded a bunch of what I thought were going to be demos with Robbie Duncan at Braeburn Studio in Wellington. Each song was only played once & I recorded 18 in 2 hours. 13 of them ended up becoming The Light And The Shadowland.

Originally the CD contained 11 tracks, but this version is slightly re-imagined, with one song being removed, 3 previously unreleased tracks & a slightly different running order.

There are no overdubs, just me in front of a pair of AKG C12 valve mics in Robbie's living room. Hope you like it.

Mark (May 2017)

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released February 28, 2001

Recorded by Robbie Duncan - Braeburn Studio, Khandallah, Wellington, 29 February 2000.

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Mark Laurent Auckland, New Zealand

I've been a professional guitarist/singer/songwriter for 40 years, & I've recorded & worked on many albums. I'm also an author with 4 collections of poetry & an illustrated children's storybook published, & I've written articles & reviews for various magazines. I live in Auckland, New Zealand. As well as cafes, concerts & churches I also do a bit of busking to keep in touch with the 'real world'. ... more

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