olivier


Written: 1996
Released: 2001 on 'The Ballad Of Ruben Garcia'
I first met Olivier when I was 18 and living
in a small village in the south of France. We were both punk
rockers, him from Dunkirk, me from London, both northerners
looked upon with some suspicion in the parochial world of small
village life. He always said he wanted to die either behind his
drumkit or on his motorbike. His wish was granted. He was killed
on his bike in 1982. He was 22 years old. You can find a picture of
him on the gallery page.




Olivier
A wicked wind strikes up across the day
Over sodden fields that fade away
Into the grey of the dawn

Olivier
It's been pissing down since break of day
Spinning coins across the alleyway
Olivier
And everything looks a little grey today
We don't care
We stand out in the rain
We don't care
We are strange
We are from the north


Olivier
Open your eyes it could be wonderful
Open your eyes it will be wonderful
Just to see the falling rain
Once again

Olivier
So where the hell are you today
I've been waiting here since break of day
Olivier
And everything looks a little grey today
We don't care
We stand out in the rain
We don't care
We are strange
We are from the north


Olivier
Open your eyes it could be wonderful
Open your eyes it will be wonderful
Just to see the falling rain
Once again

Olivier
Open your eyes it could be wonderful
Open your eyes it will be wonderful
Just to see the falling rain
Once again

Olivier
I know you won't be here today
I know that you died yesterday
So Olivier
Let the thunder be your drums today
Let the wind and rain take you away
Death will keep you dry
So will I
Goodbye
Olivier


© Philip Jeays 1996
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Released April 18th 2016 Take The Slow Train album

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