BANKS OF THE LOIRE

There are not many times in our busy hum-drum lives when time stands still. This song was inspired by a time in my life when it did.

In the 1980s I and my then wife Valerie (we’re still very close) went to visit friends who lived in a farmhouse in the Massif Central area of France. One early evening in summer we all went out for a walk in the countryside near where they live and stumbled across a wide river (The Loire) winding its way through the fields full of cattle.

I sat down by the side of the river with my chum Richard whilst the two ladies walked off on their own. Us men didn’t talk for about an hour (there was no need, we were good friends) and I remembered listening to the sound of the water rippling through the reeds almost at my feet and also the sound of a skylark somewhere up above me.

These two sounds almost hypnotised me and, a year later when I wrote this song and remembered the situation I did realise that for me on that occasion ‘time actually stood still’. This recording was done at Loophole Studios, Brighton and two good friends accompanied me with lovely layers of sound: Bing Lyle on accordion and Richard Spong on Fiddle.

BANKS OF THE LOIRE       by   Tim Kent

JUST IMAGINE YOURSELF ON THE BANKS OF A RIVER

DRIFTING AWAY LIKE THE CLOUDS IN THE SKY

NO ONE AROUND TO DISTRACT OR UPSET YOU

THE WATERS SLIP SILKILY BY

THE WATERS SLIP SILKILY BY

 

THOSE FAST RIPPLING WATERS ARE SILENT AND GLISTENING

YOU STARE AT THE SURFACE AND THINK THAT YOU’RE FREE

FROM THE TROUBLES AND STRESSES THAT EACH DAY BESET YOU

YOUR WORLD THERE DRIFTS SO SILENTLY

YOUR WORLD THERE DRIFTS SO SILENTLY

 

THIS IS A TIME YOU WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER

IT’S AN HOUR THAT YOU LET YOURSELF COMPLETELY GO

THERE’S NO ONE AROUND TO DISTRACT AND DIVERT YOU

THE PASSING OF TIME SWIFTLY FLOWS

THE PASSING OF TIME SWIFTLY FLOWS

 

TRY TO REMEMBER THIS TIME IN YOUR MEMORY

AS SOON YOU’LL BE LEAVING THIS SO PEACEFUL PLACE

THE EBB AND THE CURRENT OF THIS GENTLE RIVER

WILL SHOW IN THE SMILE ON YOUR FACE

WILL SHOW IN THE SMILE ON YOUR FACE

 

TOMORROW YOU’LL GO AND RETURN TO THE CITY

THE HASSLE WILL SLOWLY SWEEP INTO YOUR BRAIN

AND YOU’LL THINK BACK TO LIFE ON THE BANKS OF THAT RIVER

IN THE HOURS OF YOUR DREAMS ONCE AGAIN

IN THE HOURS OF YOUR DREAMS ONCE AGAIN

 

JUST IMAGINE YOURSELF ON THE BANKS OF A RIVER

DRIFTING AWAY LIKE THE CLOUDS IN THE SKY

NO ONE AROUND TO DISTRACT OR UPSET YOU

THE WATERS SLIP SILKILY BY

THE WATERS SLIP SILKILY BY