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Foy Vance - Closed Hand Full of Friends Lyrics


Foy Vance – Closed Hand Full of Friends Lyrics

The scenery’s changing and it warms my soul
I’m 200 miles down and a long way yet to go
So get your boots on and your walking coat

And we’ll together leave our footprints out upon the virgin snow
That ancient sunrise will soon descend
And we’ll be left here pondering on the things which we can depend
So let’s start over with no means to an end

Just an open-hearted hope and a closed hand, full of friends
Yeah, well, London was alright but I was dead in the water
Couldn’t see in its light, I couldn’t kneel at its altar
All I wanted was to tear it right down to the ground
But I’m feeling alright now, yeah, I’m feeling alright
Every morning when the coffee’s on
And I rediscover that color in your eyes, and its gold and its bronze
And in the moonlight we’ll get the candles going

With the recitations of the parish poets popping on our tongues
Yeah, well, London was alright but I was dead in the water
Could see in it’s light, I couldn’t kneel at its altar
All I wanted was to tear it right down to the ground
And save from the fleeting, its culture
And hide it away from wolves and the vultures
All they wanted was to tear me right down to the ground

But, I’m feeling alright now, yeah, I’m feeling alright
In the recitations of the parish poets
In the building of the bowers, and in the Loch Tay boats
I will find my means to an end

With an open-hearted hope and a closed hand, full of friends.
In the recitations of the parish poets
In the building of the bowers, and in the Loch Tay boats
I will find my means to an end

With an open-hearted hope and a closed hand, full of friends.
In the recitations of the parish poets
In the building of the bowers,and in the Loch Tay boats
I will find my means to an end

With an open-hearted hope and a closed hand, full of friends.
In the recitations of the parish poets
In the building of the bowers, and in the Loch Tay boats
I will find my means to an end

With an open-hearted hope and a closed hand, full of friends.

[Lyrics to Closed Hand Full of Friends by Foy Vance]

Thanks to user Nick, Deadfish, Jon, Chris, AJ, Squidgy and Josh for the contribution!

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  • David Sweet says:

    Is it “an open hearted hope”. I originally hear a “Northern Ireland hope”….? 🙂

  • Jon says:

    To clarify the lyrics: They are “London was alright” and not “livin’ was alright”. Foy Vance wrote this on his way out of London on a train to Northern Scotland where he wrote the album. He found there was no inspiration in the city. Secondly, you are absolutely correct about “Loch Tay” boats, its a lake in Northern Scotland that the lyrics is referencing. Other than that it’s bang on!

  • Chris says:

    Loch Tay boats?

  • Nick says:

    Yeah, well, livin’ was alright but I was dead in the water
    Couldn’t see it in its light, I couldn’t kneel in its altar
    All I wanted was to tear it right down to the ground
    But I’m feeling alright now, yeah, I’m feeling alright

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