End Game: Words & Music copyright David Harley, 1974
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Written at a time when I was starting to realize that love doesn’t get any easier as you get older. In fact, it tends to get more complicated. Sketch for an arrangement.
Backup:
I’ve been looking out for zero
Since I don’t remember when
Praying not to draw
That same old blank again
But it seems at last time passing
Tears your paper shield apart
And love the silver bullet
Leaves its shrapnel in the heart
Harley aged 60-something having fun adding lead break to Harley aged 30 something. Clearly, the words have changed a bit over the years. Originally recorded on cassette sometime in the 80s, probably playing my ES175D copy or my Ovation Viper: the lead break was added with a Les Paul Special.
I rolled out my paper this morning to see what Lady Luck would say She said “Sorry boy, no joy: It’s just another rainy day…”
Slow down, Lady Luck: why d’ya turn your back on me? I never meant you any harm at all, but you really have your knife in me
Rolled out of bed this morning, in hopes to see some sun But a long cool woman put the freeze on me and the good times are dead and gone
Slow down, Lady Luck: lady, won’t you let me be? I never meant you any harm at all, but you really have your knife in me
I don’t mean to bring you down, I don’t mean to take you too deep But I’m bored and bad and on my own and I need me a place to sleep
I think I’ll point my feet at the highway and move a little further down the line
If my shoes get stuck maybe Lady Luck will let me go this time
Words & Music by David Harley, copyright 1975
There once existed a recording of this with some percussion. Long gone. More rock than blues, in a pastiche sort of way.
Turn to the morning and trust to the dawn With the sun in your face take the chance to be born Leave all the leavings that time has outgrown Turn to the morning and trust to the dawn
Ice to the flame, the sun to the rain I am Life, I am Death, and Love is my name
Wind on the water, a blight on the heart The fall of the dice and the turn of the card Axe to the tree, the scythe to the corn Turn to the morning and trust to the dawn
Ice to the flame, the sky to the sea All is One and All is in me
Tongue to the bell, an end to the start Trust to time, lend an ear to your heart Wax to the candle and brass to the horn Turn to the morning and trust to the dawn
Ice to the flame, the sun to the rain I am Life, I am Death, and Love is my name
Rust to the sword, an edge to the blade The Healer, the Scourge, the Price to be Paid Love is the Singer and Love is the Song Turn to the morning and trust to the dawn
Ice to the flame, the sky to the sea All is One and All is in Me
Blood on the dagger, a fire in the veins The sweet and the bitter, rainbow and rain The Knight and the Jester, the Queen and the Pawn Turn to the morning and trust to the dawn
Ice to the flame, the sun to the rain I am Life, I am Death and Love is my name
The sort of song I never, ever write. But I’d had a couple of very bad years. And that’s all I’m going to say about that right now.
David Harley Words & Music 
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