Shadow of the Moon

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1. Shadow Of The Moon 5:07
2. The Clock Ticks On 5:14
3. Be Mine Tonight 2:51
4. Play Minstrel Play 3:58
5. Ocean Gypsy 6:05
6. Minstrel Hall 2:36
7. Magical World 4:01
8. Writing On The Wall 4:35
9. Renaissance Faire 4:16
10. Memmingen 1:06
11. No Second Chance 5:38
12. Mond Tanz 3:33
13. Spirit Of The Sea 4:50
14. Greensleeves 3:47
15. Wish You Were Here 5:02
Various Bonus tracks on different albums
Minstrel Hall
Possum’s Last Dance – Bonus Track
Shadow of the Moon – Asian Version

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Shadow Of The Moon

Written by: R. Blackmore & C. Night

There is an ancient oriental philosophy that says that sunlight blocks our creative passage with the universe. The daytime sky gives us false boundaries. Only when you see the night sky do you realize the infinity of the universe and the outer limits of what you are truly capable of… Draw from that power. Breathe it in and keep it in you heart always. This song is about not allowing the material world to come between you and your creativity. Allow your inner gypsy to be free to dance in the “Shadow of The Moon.


In the shadow of the moon,
She danced in the starlight
Whispering a haunting tune
To the night…
Velvet skirts spun ’round and ’round
Fire in her stare
In the woods without a sound
No one cared…
Through the darkened fields entranced,
Music made her poor heart dance,
Thinking of a lost romance…
Long ago…
Feeling lonely, feeling sad,
She cried in the moonlight.
Driven by a world gone mad
She took flight…
“Feel no sorrow, feel no pain,
Feel no hurt, there’s nothing gained…
Only love will then remain,”
She would say.
Shadow of the Moon… Shadow of the Moon…
Somewhere just beyond the mist
Spirits were seen flying
As the lightning led her way
Through the dark…

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The Clock Ticks On

music written and arranged by Ritchie Blackmore traditional composition by Tielman Susato  lyrics by Candice Night

Past life, reincarnation – maybe. Does time really change us that much? Or just our perception and appearance? The passage of time. When you walk into a place you have never been to before and you feel as if you have lived there your whole life. A calling stronger than remembrance. No matter how quickly time passes, it doesn’t dull or change the familiarity.

As the wind chimes play along the breeze
Singing songs to stir the soul,
Rainbow colours entwined in fairytales
On the maypole…

Sing the song of lands from far away,
Other times and another place,
The wind can carry us all away from here
Charmed in her embrace…

Leaves turn to red, the nights are getting colder,
Seasons will change, the clock ticks on…
Leaves fill the trees as the days are getting warmer,
Days turn to years, the clocks ticks on…

A cloak and dagger, no fear of freedom
When hearts beat in another time,
Ever changing, the clock ticks on,
If only in your mind…

The wind has died and the chimes are still again
The trees stand tall as they cover me in shade
In the mirror a maiden stares at me
As the secret fades…

And though the clock ticks on to the future
It’s in the past my heart will stay
In a time so far away from me
I’ll return someday…

Original Version

Blackmore’s Night Version

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Be Mine Tonight

Written by R. Blackmore & C. Night

Taking time out to look back over the time spent with your true love. When you meet the person you have shared many lifetimes with… You’ve been through it all together and have only grown closer. Tend the garden of your relationship with love, care, honesty and respect. You look back and the years seem to fly like minutes, but one look in this person’s eyes and you know you are home. This song is for you.

Be mine tonight,
We’ll travel through all our memories,
In our own little space in time,
You’ve always been mine…
Through the years,
I feel your love beside me
Through the laughter and the tears,
You’ve conquered all my fears…
So many stories,
So many treasures,
So much our lives have shared…
We’ve done it all and we’ve done it together,
You know I’ve always cared…
In this heart,
There’ll never be another,
You have made my life complete,
Our love is like a dream…
Take my hand,
Nothing can come between us,
We were always meant to be,
Forever, you and me…
In my eyes,
Your face is always before me,
Our souls are now as one…
We’ve only just begun…

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Play Minstrel Play

written by Traditional song by Pierre Attaingnant adapted by R. Blackmore / C. Night   Special guest appearance by Ian Anderson

The power that a musician has over the people. Music can dictate your emotions. It can make you laugh or cry. It can excite or relax you. And the musician who creates that music is the magician. The story of the Pied Piper of Hamlin – or your favourite musician. You choose…   *Joining Ritchie on “Play Minstrel Play” will be Ian Anderson of Jethro Tull (appearing courtesy of Chrysalis Records).

Underneath the harvest moon
Where the ancient shadows will play and hide…
With a ghostly tune and the devil’s pride…
“Stranger” whispered all the town
Has he come to save us from Satan’s hand?
Leading them away to a foreign land…
Play for me, minstrel, play
And take away our sorrows…
Play for me, minstrel, play
And we’ll follow…
Hear, listen, can you hear,
The haunting melody surrounding you,
Weaving a magic spell all around you…
Danger hidden in his eyes,
We should have seen it from far away,
Wearing such a thin disguise in the light of day…
He held the answer to our prayers,
Yet it was too good to be…
Proof before our eyes, yet we could not see…

 

Original Version

Blackmore’s Night Version

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Ocean Gypsy

written by M. Dunford / B. Thatcher  This song was original performed by Renaissance

We first heard this haunting melody when Annie Haslam gave us a tape of the band Renaissance. We fell in love with this song.

Tried to take it all away,
Learn her freedom… just inside a day,
And find her soul to find there fears are laid…
Tried to make her love their own,
They took her love… they left her there,
They gave her nothing back that she would want to own…
Gold and silver rings and stones,
Dances slowly off the moon,
No one else could know, she stands alone…
Sleeping dreams will reach for her,
She can not say the words they need,
She knows she’s alone and she is free…
Ocean Gypsy of the moon,
The sun has made a thousand nights for you to hold…
Ocean Gypsy where are you?
The shadows followed by the stars have turned to gold…
Turned to gold…
Then she met a hollow soul,
Filled him with her light and was consoled,
She was the moon and he the sun was gold…
Eyes were blinded with his light…
The sun he gave reflected back the night
The moon was waning, almost out of sight…
Softly Ocean Gypsy calls…
Silence holds the stars a while,
They smile sadly for her where she falls…
Just the time before the dawn,
The sea is hushed the ocean calls her,
Day has taken her and now she’s gone…
No one noticed when she died,
Ocean Gypsy shackled to the tide,
The ebbing waves, the turning spreading white…
Something gone within her eyes,
Her fingers, lifeless, stroked the sand,
Her battered soul was lost,
She was abandoned…

 

Original Version

Blackmore’s Night Version

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Minstrel Hall

Written by R. Blackmore  Instrumental piece

This is where we live and recorded this album. The melody is a reflection of stone walls, tapestries, lit torches and occasional friendly spirits passing through…

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Magical World

Written by Traditional composition by Wassail adapted by R. Blackmore / C. Night

    A familiar story. Star-crossed lovers in life. Left to be together and enjoy their love only in death. Tragic and timeless.

I called your name out loud in the courtyard,
The crystal I held was like an old friend
The vines crawled the walls
The wind held its breath
But the answer I longed for never came…
Your name, they had said, was cursed beyond measure,
The families at odds fought with poisoned tongues
And yet through the dark,
Of blind, bitter hate,
Broke a glittering light of two lover’s fate…
Walls built between us,
Miles separate us,
Yet in our hearts, we share the same dream…
Feelings so strong,
We just must carry on,
On to our Magical World…
Destiny called them like a silver poem
They followed the dance ’till the music died out…
Last time they met was on an earth bed
Both knowing they’d meet again in the light…
Walls built between us,
Miles separate us,
Yet in our hearts, we share the same dream
Feelings so strong
We just must carry on,
On to our Magical World…
In our Magical World… In our Magical World…
Fear not, dear Juliet, your Romeo’s calling
He’s waiting for you at the end of the song,
This world was too cruel… for lovers like you,
But here in our hearts you’ll always live on…

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Writing On The Wall

Traditional composition by P. Tchaikovsky adapted by R. Blackmore / C. Night

 Some people call it “sixth sense,” “perception,” “a feeling.” The process of learning that instead of trying to analyze, explain, and understand everything, you should go with what you feel is right. Intuition is the most intense power a human can have. Learn to trust it.

Is it powers of intuition?
Is it insecurity?
You know I can read your mind and
You have been deceiving me…
Which face wears the masque this evening?
When will your true colours show?
Will they be as black as shadows
Hiding ‘neath the rainbow…
Had my heart on a silver chain
With the words engraved
“I loved you”…
Like a swan that was lost at sea
I lost all of me
To you…
Now I see the writing on the wall…
Paranoia or perception?
Put your faith in a liar’s hands
Wanting to believe his words
But never knowing where he stands…
There’s too many misconceptions
In this game of consequence
When you’re finding that you hero
Is just who you’re up against…

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Renaissance Faire

Written by Traditional composition by T. Susato adapted by R. Blackmore / C. Night

  To play with the minstrels, run with the gypsies and fight with the knights. To sip the mead and allow the fortune tellers to predict your future. To sit in the shade of a willow and sing with the madrigals. To run barefoot in long skirts with flowers in your hair – if for only a day. The doorway to the past is left ajar for you to experience… through the Renaissance Faire.

I was told once, by a friend of mine,
She had seen an olden sign,
She said she was not from this time,
And did I feel the same?
So I told her, “Yes”, I knew her fear
As I felt the truth draw near
Told her back three hundred years,
Was the time that I held dear…
Gather ye lords and ladies fair,
Come with me to the Renaissance Faire
Hurry now,
We’re almost there…
Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la,la, la, la…
Through the shroud of mystery,
Turn a page of history,
Feeling more than you can see,
Down at the Renaissance Faire.
Hear the minstrels play their tunes,
They will play the whole night through,
Special songs for me and you,
And anyone whose heart is true…
There’s too many stars for one sky to hold,
Some will fall, others are sold,
As the fields turn to gold
Down at the Renaissance Faire…

Original Version

Blackmore’s Night Version

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Memmingen

Written by R. Blackmore  Instrumental piece

Inspired by visiting this German medieval town and then being invited to join a party of friends who have a musical group called “Des Geyers Schwartzer Haufen.” We spent the night with about 2,000 equally anachronistic musical enthusiasts around bonfires playing renaissance music. The moon was bright, the medieval clock tower was illuminated and lots of mead and ale were consumed with good company. My favourite way of spending and evening.

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No Second Chance

written by R. Blackmore / C. Night

Self-redemption. Only when the darkness of the storm fades can you feel the warmth of a new day. Only when you decide not to take anymore of a negative situation can you begin anew.  Memories will always be there for you but a new life beings now.


My diamond’s clouded over where it used to shine like light,
And the day keeps running faster,
Into the arms of night…
The stitches on the tapestry say,
“Everything in time,
Will find it’s way home again,”
But I’m tired of crying…
No Second Chances
Don’t knock on my door
There won’t be any answer
I won’t be here no more…
This house we had together
Might still be in its place
But the rest of this is much too hard to face,
There’ll be No Second Chance…
Lovely moonlit hours we spent
Walking on the beach,
We’d gaze up at the stars,
I swear they were in our reach…
But time… it went on,
Minutes… they ran too fast.
Like you they were gone…
Into the past….

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Mond Tanz

Written by R. Blackmore Instrumental piece

German for “Moon Dance.” Inspired by observing a group of gypsies that congregate to dance in the field next to my house to drum in the summer solstice when the moon is full.

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 Spirit Of The Sea

Written by R. Blackmore / C. Night

A story of sea-faring guardian angel. A tale of a love separated only by realm. Although you may not be able to hold someone that you love in your arms – they are always around you… guiding you, comforting you. And no matter how lost you feel, your guardian will always show you the path – if you allow them.


I took a walk along the share
To clear my mind about the day,
I saw a man I’d seen before
As I approached, he slipped away…
I knew his face from years ago,
His smile stays with me ever more
His eyes, they guide me through the haze
And give me shelter from the storm…
As I walk I can feel him,
Always watching over me…
His voice surrounds me,
My Spirit of the Sea…
He went away so long ago,
On a maiden voyage far away
A young man then I did not know,
His life was taken that same day…
And it was almost like he knew
He wouldn’t see me anymore
He looked so deeply in my eyes, and said
“Wait for me along the shore…”
And so I come most every day,
To watch the waves rise and fall,
And as I sit here on the sand,
This ocean makes me feel so small…
But I feel my lover by my side,
And he makes me follow my own heart
We’ll be together some sweet day
When that day comes we’ll never part…
When that day comes we’ll never part…
Wait for me along the shore…

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Greensleeves

   Traditional composition by Anonymous © R. Blackmore – arrangement 1997

 Rumoured to have been written by Henry VIII – or more likely, one of the minstrels whom he beheaded and took the publishing. The original song has about 24 verses. This is RITCHIE’s third version of this song.

Alas my love, ye do me wrong to cast me out discourteously,
And I have loved you for so long delighting in your company…
Greensleeves was all my joy,
Greensleeves was my delight,
Greensleeves was my heart of gold
And who but Lady Greensleeves…

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Wish You Were Here

Written by L. Teijo performed by Rednex on their Album sex and Violins.

 Thanks to Rednex for a wonderful song.


Wish You Were Here…
Me, oh, my country man,
Wish You Were Here…
I Wish You Were Here…
Don’t you know, the snow is getting colder,
And I miss you like hell,
And I’m feeling blue…
I’ve got feelings for you,
Do you still feel the same?
From the first time I laid my eyes on you,
I felt joy of living,
I saw heaven in your eyes…
In your eyes…
Wish you were here…
Me, oh, my country man,
Wish You Were Here…
I Wish You Were Here…
Don’t you know the snow is getting colder,
And I miss you like hell…
And I’m feeling blue…
I miss your laugh, I miss your smile,
I miss everything about you…
Every second’s like a minute,
Every minute’s like a day
When you’re far away…
The snow is getting colder, baby,
I Wish You Were Here…
A battlefield of love and fear,
And I Wish You Were Here…
I’ve got feelings for you,
From the first time I laid my eyes on you…

Original Version

Blackmore’s Night Version

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Various Promo / Collectible Versions of this album

Shadow of the Moon LP Vinyl (Rare)