It's Time She Said

by Sir Silence And Lady Hush

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1.
It's Time She Said. (Bill Taylor-Beales) Aint got no book no coat to bring ya Aint got no heart no bone to share Just my hand on yours now, she said It’s time she said it’s time she said Your mind is full of diamonds and they’re Sparkling in your eyes yet young Take you not of age or time now, she said It’s time she said it’s time she said Hear from your fathers’ house now Born of your mothers light Press your swollen cheek to mine now, she said It’s time she said, it’s time she said It’s time she said, it’s time she said It’s time she said, Aint got no book no coat to bring ya Aint got no heart no bone to share Just my hand on yours now, she said It’s time she said, To come on home Lets go home Come on home Let’s go home
2.
Seaside Town 04:38
SEaside Town (BillTaylor-Beales) There’s an old man rolling papers but there’s nothing to put in them So he strolls up to the bar - I’ll have half a jar of what’s best for me Old lady she takes pity on him and offers him a ciggy He says thank you love - Let’s go outside and go for a walk Talking away our days in a seaside town Walking away our days in a seaside town Just wishing – you were here – just wishing – you were here (all my days – every wave) Outside there’s a seagull - who just thinks he might be an eagle - floating high in the sky The old man wonders if he might just have another pie for tea He contemplates a pebble that’s just sitting in the middle When the sea washes over him - he lay down and smile Whiling away his days in a seaside town Smiling away his days in a seaside town Just wishing – you were here – just wishing – you were here (all my days – every wave) Was in that seas side café where I offered my love to Maddy She said thank you love one more cuppa – cino would be just fine Up to my place and she said she really liked this place And can I wash my face just a cuppa tea this time To have and to hold in a seaside town In the summer when we’re cold in a seaside town In the winter when we’re old in a seaside town Just wishing – you were here – just wishing – you were here (all my days – every wave) Just wishing – you were here - (all my days – every wave…)
3.
Old Blind Jack (Bill Taylor-Beales) Well old blind Jack can’t see us now Playing like an old pack of fools Oh old blind Jack can’t see us now Playing like an old pack of fools Playing out the light, Honey, we’re playing out the light We’re kissing, wishing wailing wild The cats caught out in the cold Kissing, wishing wailing wild The cats caught out in the cold Playing out the light, Honey, we’re playing out the light Tonight I’ll tame the dragon All fiery orange and blue I tattoo my arm to try and keep warm And I do it just for you Playing out the light, Honey, we’re playing out the light Tonight I’ll tame the dragon All fiery orange and blue I tattoo my arm to try and keep warm And I do it just for you Playing out the light, Honey, we’re playing out the light
4.
How Many Times (Bill Taylor-Beales) How many times do I have to tell you not to walk so close by my side? How many times do I have to tell you not to look in the places, the places I hide? And how many times do I have to tell you please don’t open my eyes? When nobody wants you - and nobody needs you - but nobody wants to let go Nobody wants to let go How many times do I have to tell you I’m not holding my breathe for your return, one day, one day How many times do I have to tell you want I do ain’t none of your concern, so don’t be And how many times do I have to explain, it’s my pain, it’s my pain When nobody wants you - and nobody needs you - and nobody wants to let go Nobody wants to let go You’ve just seen a face that you’ve seen in a race and it’s yours when you’re running back home You’ve just seen a Christ that you left there to die when you’re walking away on your own I’d rather be down in the deep blue sea than to see you face to face Nobody wants you - and nobody needs you - and nobody wants to let go Nobody wants to let go Walk out or shout it out but leave me alone – I said – walk out or shout it out but leave me alone It’s my life and I’ll make it on my own - it’s my life and I’ll take it where I want When nobody wants you - and nobody needs you - and nobody wants to let go When nobody wants you - and nobody needs you - but nobody wants to let go When nobody wants you - and nobody needs you - but nobody wants to let go Nobody wants to let go
5.
Heaven 04:07
Heaven (Bill Taylor-Beales) Some cold men down, crawling on some hazy ground Child with a blue lip smile, still riding in a carousel Ladies are falling, falling, falling down Ladies are falling, falling, falling down To be alone, it’s not unusual - to be alone, it’s not unusual – to be alone Some saints they’re just hanging on and everyone is calling your name Nobody’s laughing anymore There’s a face at the window, snow on the ground Face at the window, snow on the ground To be alone, it’s not unusual - to be alone, it’s not unusual – to be alone Rock ’n’ roll star, American dream – living on acid now, tastes like cream Black and white actor badly, written scene – student of philosophy, Satres Scream Then Heaven, then Heaven Not running anymore, I am not running anymore I am not running anymore, I am not running anymore I am not running anymore, running anymore Running anymore, running anymore
6.
Living On Concrete (Bill Taylor-Beales) She’s living on concrete Running in bare feet Hands slap the ground Each time she falls Her body was broken Before she was born She’s holding no one No one to blame She says it’s all right She says it’s all right I know that I’m going Some place better than here She says it’s all right She says it’s all right It’s just that I’m leaving Sooner than I’d like
7.
Neptune Didn't Rise (Bill Taylor-Beales) Neptune didn’t rise When the sun got in his eyes He said the ocean was big enough for everyone He didn’t fall you telling lies that what you wanted to here The crack in your voice gave you away So what’s a god supposed to do when the Devil is always new? What was I supposed to say – Stand here or run away – to you – to you – to you? Napoleon he loved his men, he killed them everyday and often He said on your knees now I’m taller than you The rent you were charging was running out on you The battle you were conducting was playing the wrong tune So what’s a god supposed to do when the Devil is always new? What was I supposed to say – Stand here or run away – to you – to you – to you? So what’s a god supposed to do when the Devil is always new? What was I supposed to say – Stand here or run away – to you – to you – to you?
8.
Lay Down 03:19
Lay Down (Bill Taylor-Beales) Let’s steal a ship, learn how to spit Lay down, lay down Children who fight, one hand holding the kite Lay down, lay down We’re ragged and were naïve - The Ocean it comes as rain Lay down kind of curious - The Ocean it comes as rain Memory still live here is it real or pretend Lay down, lay down You still have that jacket the postcards I sent Lay down, lay down We’re ragged and were naïve - The Ocean it comes as rain Lay down kind of curious - The Ocean it comes as rain Find me a lake they wash away disgust Lay down, lay down Watch it dissolve into beauty and dust Lay down, lay down We’re ragged and were naïve - The Ocean it comes as rain Lay down kind of curious - The Ocean it comes as rain Gonna’ sink all the boats in the harbour now You can dive, you can dive right in Gonna sink all the boats in the harbour now, pick you axe and swing Gonna’ sink all the boats in the harbour now You can dive, you can dive right in
9.
Running Home 03:48
Running Home (Bill Taylor-Beales) Ladies sit, mirrors on their laps Waiting for the fine dust to fall And the ladies sit wiping from their lips Fine powdered sugar from the sky And they’re running, home And they’re running, running home Gentlemen stand all hand in hand Looking to the other one to buy Please gentlemen stand wiping from your hand Fine powdered sugar from the sky And they’re running, home And they’re running, running home Children they run all one by one Kicking up the fine dust as it falls See the sun how it shines all down in lines Lines across the mirror of the sky We’re all running, home We’re all running, so far from home So far from home, so far from home
10.
Sometime Later (Bill Taylor-Beales) And as the siren dies away this is the ABC, Armageddon Broadcasting Corporation coming to you live from the Ocean Ballroom here at South Parade Pier. Broadcasting to you on whatever frequencies are left, until the tower of song finally crumbles into the sea. This is Sir Silence and I’ll be with you in this fine and friendly hour, so grab yourself a beverage and find some one to be kind to this is Sometime Later. Some, sometime later, sometime later, sometime later’s the greatest part of me… All the lines are down so no more calls but we will be digging into the archives to remember those who have dropped into the fine and friendly hour leaving us their kind words and wisdom. One of our more frequent callers Bob, assured us that there were two riders approaching and the wind began to howl. Patti states quite clearly that people have the power to redeem the work of fools. Let’s not forget Tom who’s adamant that small change got rained on by his own 38. Len hit the nail on the head as always and simply left a message stating it’s closing time. Janis convinced us that we should all try just a little bit harder. Gillian left a voice mail and said that time and time only will be the great revelator. Sandy says hi, and reminds us that we will all meet on the ledge. Lastly fine and friendly folk please remember that now, now is as late as its ever going to get, I said that. Goodnight. Some, sometime later, sometime later, sometime later’s the greatest part of me… She said, someone some how, somewhere, some time… Sometime later’s the greatest part of me… She said, someone some how, somewhere, some time…

about

It’s Time She Said.
This is an album of many memories caught within the strings of my old Epiphone guitar that I bought over 35 years ago. I have recently found within the fret board, lost songs and lyrical fragments of verse that had been waiting many years for their day… and now that day has come! It’s Time She Said, is an album of ten songs bookmarking musical and emotional journeys spanning the last three decades. It is also helping to fund Picture Me…on a good day, a community art initiative that offers my services as a portrait artist within the Tŷ Hafan hospice.

Bill Taylor-Beales AKA Sir Silence.
As a socially engaged artist and professional creative practitioner, I have used both music and portraiture as key art forms to interact with folks from all walks of life. From prisons to hospices, I have drawn portraits and written songs of many diverse people, who are all so much more than the confines of their circumstances and need to find a way to voice who they are and tell something of their story.

Living On Concrete.
One of these stories is a song called Living On Concrete. It was inspired by phrases from conversations I’d had with residents of a hospice whilst I was working there as a volunteer artist. Writing this song and recalling the power of visual art within the hospice setting, paved the way for Picture Me…

Picture Me…on a good day!
This is a partnership between my portrait company Hushland Portraits and Tŷ Hafan hospice for children. I have seen the profound effect that interactive art can have in a palliative care environment, releasing imagination, ambition and a deep sense of self worth, which feed into the wellbeing of the individual. This can also have a positive impact on medical processes, catalysing their effectiveness. My portraiture is an empowering, creative exchange involving family, friends and staff as a collaborative experience.

Be part of the art!
Proceeds from It’s Time She Said and all Sir Silence back catalogue will contribute to funding this initiative. This will mean that I can offer these families the opportunity to have a unique hand drawn portrait of their child completely free of charge.

So…please go download the album, support this important art initiative and then head over to Hushland Portraits to find out more about the project.

Thank you for listening.
Bill.

www.hushlandportraits.com

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released March 14, 2019

Bill Taylor-Beales:
Vocals - Guitars - Bass - Keys - Percussion - Midi Instrumentation

Rachel Taylor-Beales:
Backing Vocals - Keys - Soprano Sax - Harmonica - Midi Instrumentation

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Sir Silence And The Hush Wales, UK

Sir Silence AKA Bill Taylor-Beales has been making music for over 35 years both as a professional singer-songwriter and as a community musician. He has toured internationally and performed to major festivals both in the UK and in America. His community work has seen him working in prisons and hospices. ... more

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