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So much love....

The follow up to Cymbeline's first album took a long time to start and what seemed like an eternity to complete. The finishing touches can take a while, which usually means time spent finding the right people.

Ken Stephenson has embraced every aspect of this recording, playing lead guitar and bass, percussion and keyboards, then mixing, arranging and completing the audio production. Many thanks to Ken for his patience and perseverance, and thanks to Tony at Music Junction for dobbing him in.

Also thanks to Alex at M.J. who gave advice on how to find Mary, who then suggested Olivia to do backing vocals. Olivia was just right and worth the wait; very professional and so sublime.

Georgina is welcome to sing anytime. So glad you could chip in before the demands of a greater audience start to take over.

Thanks to Tony Hunt at Sonic Boy, who assisted with some of the foundation bass and drums as well as recording strings and vocals.

If the drumming stands out on any track, then Lee Davidson has played on that one.

Thanks to Margaret for the inspirational jamming sessions.

Thanks to Genevieve and Lynda for helping out at short notice.

Thanks to Deirdre for creating another fine piece of artwork to grace the cover.

And to Ross, Fiona and Ollie, much gratitude for assistance with the mouse.

The lyrics and music put together by Simon are a mix of old and new. Many are from recent years, but a few are from the last millennium. Hopefully all maintain a fair degree of relevance. Enjoy.

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released June 1, 2015

Artwork by Deirdre Hassed

Sleeve design by Simon G McDonald

Recorded at Backpocket Recorders and Sonic Boy Studios

Arrangement, mixing and audio production by Ken Stephenson


Simon G McDonald: Vocals and Rhythm guitar

Ken Stephenson: Guitars, Bass, Keyboards and Percussion

Tony Hunt: Bass and Drums on 2, 3, 5 and 6

Lee Davidson: Drums on 8, 10, 11 and 12

Olivia Drake: Harmonies on 1, 3, 5, 7, 8, 11 and 12

Georgina Docherty: Harmonies on 1, 9 and 10

Margaret Ayers: Viola on 7

Genevieve Ryan: Cello on 7

Lynda Burkhan Harmonies on 11 and 12

All songs written by Simon G McDonald

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Cymbeline Melbourne, Australia

Cymbeline is a generic name for an eclectic bunch of musicians brought together to create these albums. Lyrics and vocals; Simon McDonald. Lead guitar; Chris Hutchins. Piano; Amanda Pope.
Guitar, keys and musical arrangement; Ken Stephenson. Drums and bass: Lee Davidson and Tony Hunt. Viola: Margaret Ayers. Cello; Genevieve Ryan. Other vocals: Olivia Drake and Georgina Docherty.
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Track Name: So Much Love
So much love, when you took a look at me
Even found it hard to breathe; Visiting infinity.

So much love, I couldn't find the wood for the trees
But everyone around could see, the only thing that matters to me

So much love, my heart is just a' pounding.
So much love and you are just astounding.
So much love, my head is just a' spinning.
So much love. This is just beginning.

So much love, I didn't have a worry or care.
There wasn't any time to prepare. The thought of you was everywhere.

So much love I never really knew what to say.
I didn't have a bower to play that would have mattered anyway.

So much love, my heart is just a' pounding.
So much love. You are just astounding.
So much love, my head is just a' spinning.
So much love and this is just beginning.

So much love. Both of us are where we should be.
And love is everything we see. More than we could ever believe.

So much love. The song is never-ending.
So much love. No need for pretending.
So much love. Maybe now we're ready.
So much love. To know where this is heading.
Track Name: Almost Always
Really sick of seeing things the way I want to see them.
Finally through with only doing what I always do.
Hands were tied in every kind of option I believed in.
Always try to step aside from anything that's new.

And I'll almost always stake a claim to change the way we play this game.
The way we play this game.
The way we play this game.

Busy life with no unwind. Never get to see things.
Now it seems I know that I concede the need to play
Seething armies anywhere I turn without a reason.
Breathing in this pallid air. Burning all remains.

And I'll almost always stake a claim to change the way we play this game.
The way we play this game.
The way we play this game.
The way we play this game.
The way we play this game.

Really tried to get inside the story I’m receiving.
Rather take a stormy ride than throw it all away.
Trying hard to step aside from any more deceiving
Then I saw those little lies, growing every day.

And I’ll almost always stake a claim to change the way we play this game
The way we play this game.
The way we play this game.
The way we play this game.
The way we play this game.
The way we play this game. Yeah!
The way we play this game.
Track Name: Be With You
As soon as day is done my lady
I watch the evening come along.
I walk a mile, think a while. Renewed.
Another rhyme has been on my mind,
Since I have spent some time with you.
The words are in my pen and none too soon.

And I do, yes I do, just think about you.
Often more than I ought to do.
But I know of nowhere without you.
Any and everything is new.
Maybe all I need to do is be with you.

Life has been like a winter-time
Until you walked right into it.
Turned me upside down and made me new.
Now I stand in a radiance
That holds you and surrounds you
And everything just seems to come on cue.

And I do, yes I do, just think about you.
Often more than I ought to do.
But I know of nowhere without you.
Any and everything is new.
Maybe all I need to do is be with you.
Be with you.

It hasn’t been what we had seemed
To think we’d see in both of us.
The world has such a narrow point of view.
But through each day in little ways,
We’ve come to say I do with you.
Working hard, together through and through.

And I do, yes I do, just think about you.
Often more than I ought to do.
But I know of nowhere without you.
Any and everything is new.
Maybe all I need to do is be with you.
Be with you.
Be with you.
Track Name: Decided
I wandered over just to see you.
Just to see if you were there.
Something told me that you could not be found.
And you no longer seemed to care.

Sometimes we seem to make connections.
Some days are fine as filigree.
In the end we know this cannot work now.
The more I try the more you leave.


Decided.
It’s finally right to say goodbye.
If things were different would you be by my side?
Could we retreat? Would we meet?
If love is instant, maybe.


I wandered over just to tell you.
Just to tell you that I’m there.
The sound was empty as you faded from view.
Now I know why but know not where.

Sometimes you need to change direction.
Some days it seems you can’t go on.
Though we may not be together,
Know this, you’ll always be the one.


Decided.
It’s finally right to say goodbye.
If things were different would you be by my side?
Could we retreat? Would we meet?
If love is instant, maybe.

Decided.
It’s finally right to say goodbye.
If things were different would you be by my side?
Could we retreat? Would we meet?
If love is instant, maybe.
Track Name: Sentimental Boy
A sentimental boy sees an all-out angel
Strolling on the border of the avenue.
She doesn’t look like another stranger.
She walks and talks like the locals do.

Walking in the morning and the stormy weather.
Waiting on the corner for the lights to change.
She slips up beside him with her umbrella.
Then they cross together in the pouring rain.

Whenever he sees her it all has meaning.
There’s so much more than he conceived!
Endeavours to tell her how much he adores her.
And just how brilliant she can be!


The sentimental boy and the all-out angel,
Grab a cup of coffee in a shop he knew
They talk about the weather and where they've come from.
She’s up from the city for a week or two.

The fellow in the ballad and the city’s angel,
Build a bigger bridge into a better world.
When they get together there's no more danger.
The change is amazing - bright as pearl.


Whenever he sees her it all has meaning.
There’s so much more than he conceived!
Endeavours to tell her how much he adores her.
And just how brilliant she can be!
And just how brilliant she can be!
And just how brilliant she can be!
Track Name: Bull Pen
Seems like you have finally had enough
Every time you speak to me, you put me on the spot
Not sure where you want to be
Changes intermittently
All I see you do is shake your head.
Guess I've made my bed.

Drop me down into the bull-pen.
Doing a number again and again.
Hollow bones and remnants to chew.
The only hope we really knew;
Do or don’t! Red or blue?
I can’t find that confidential clue
To get to you, To get to you,
To get to you, To get to you,
To get to you, To get to you,
To get to you.

Just so many promises to keep.
The way that we can carry on, makes the angels weep.
Really try to keep it cool.
Keep in mind that golden rule.
Now that's gone there's nothing I can do
To get to you.

Drop me down into the bull-pen.
Doing a number again and again.
Hollow bones and remnants to chew.
The only hope we really knew;
Do or don’t! Red or blue?
I can’t find that confidential clue
To get to you, To get to you,
To get to you, To get to you,
To get to you, To get to you,
To get to you.

Drop me down into the bull-pen.
Doing a number again and again.
Hollow bones and remnants to chew
The only hope we really knew;
Do or don’t! Red or blue?
I can’t find that confidential clue
To get to you, To get to you,
To get to you, To get to you.
Track Name: Fireside Lament
Never clothed with anything that's ever been brand new.
No one really understands what it is we’re going through.
Would have given everything if only we would not bequeath
Shadows thrown by never knowing work, but,
This is what we learn.
This is what we learn.

The night lamp lights another world that's simply out of reach.
Coldly blankets hold her close and nature nurses her to sleep.
Don't have much to give each other; wayward and distant father.
Storybooks; hardly ever heard.
This is what we learn.
This is what we learn.

Any dream we dare to dream is just a waste of time.
And any chance that we can see is quickly out of mind.

Nowadays we make it by just living hand to mouth.
Things could be so different here if any men would stay around.
House becomes another cage. All hope engulfed in flame.
And everything around us just confirms
That any bridge will burn.
This is what we learn.

All along I always thought that it would turn out right.
But every now and then we get reminded by the firelight.
Teenagers just running wild; deep fear in every child.
And anyone who leaves never returns,
Suburb slowly burns.
This is what we learn.
All our bridges burn.
This is what we learn.
Track Name: Hold Me! Hold Me!
Sounds like secrets; a little bird told me
I could make you love me only.
So taken when you saw me.
Then you smiled. End of story.

Now I know I need you, close the curtain.
No other retinue, that's for certain.
Only saying, "Hold me! Hold me!"
All my praying sends it soaring.

Ice is melting and that's no mistake.
Season's ending every step we take.
See these changes in contingencies,
When we both embrace both you and me.

Maybe we'll be covered in glory.
Sounds astounding. Always. Always.
Prosperity when you hold me.
New identity! Holy! Holy!

Ice is melting and that's no mistake.
Season's ending every step we take.
See these changes in contingencies,
When we both embrace both you and me.

Better gets better you're before me.
Cloudy weather, you ignore me.
One remedy. "Hold me! Hold me!"
Turn to comedy. Tender story.

Ice is melting and that's no mistake.
Season's ending every step we take.
See these changes in contingencies,
When we both embrace both you and me.

Sounds like secrets; a little bird told me.
I could make you love me only.
So taken when you saw me.
Then you smiled. End of story.

That's our story.
Holy. Holy.
That's our story.
Hold me! Hold me!
Track Name: Jacaranda Christmas
Another dark December night,
Antipodean distance.
The moon is down. The stars are bright,
Reminiscent pictures.
Wattles' gold. The shades of green.
Jacaranda in the trees,
Cool Antarctic southern breeze
Blowing in for Christmas.

But here I am on the other side
Of the world that I believe in.
Trying just to lend a hand
Make a kind of difference.
Talking on the telephone
Wishing I could be back home
With all the things I really know
A Jacaranda Christmas.
A Jacaranda Christmas.

Jacaranda in the trees.
Golden beaches, sky and sea.
End of year festivities.
Carols sung on Christmas eve'.

Summer sunsets linger on.
Never-ending vistas.
Cricket on the neighbour's lawn,
'til somebody missed us.
Boxing Day. Full MCG.
Lots of reruns on T.V.
Doing anything we please.
A Jacaranda Christmas.
A Jacaranda Christmas.

Jacaranda in the trees.
Golden beaches, sky and sea.
End of year festivities.
Carols sung on Christmas eve'.

Days and weeks in the burning sun.
Dry river beds and fissures.
Cannot leave 'til the job is done.
The locals here still need us.
The common values that we know,
Are more than twenty centuries old.
Held within a story told.
A Jacaranda Christmas.
A Jacaranda Christmas.
A Jacaranda Christmas.
Track Name: Civil Disobedience
Take a look around at the face of people on the street
Gaze straight down, complicate frown, shuffle in their feet.
Broken memories of the day when life seemed really good.
Now we see disease and rage in the local neighbourhood.

Let me do whatever I want to. No-one's telling me.
Struggle has stayed the bane of my life not a pampered pedigree
I’ll strike up a conversation laden with insincerity.
Try to divide a piece of the pie in a man-made malady.

Civil disobedience.
Looking for a precedent.
Justified we defend
Civil disobedience.

Herd us in a market place where everyone's the same.
Try to get by. Keep alive. Don't mind that the rules change.
Gotta get out. Stand and shout and shake off all these chains.
A hollow economy just for numbers cannot be maintained.

Civil disobedience.
Looking for a precedent.
Justified we defend
Civil disobedience.

I'm not saying anything's wrong, I just don't want to stay.
Stay in the kind of life that you like. You think it's okay.
Take what you lack. Give nothing back. “All go to hell,” you say.
A reckoning day - sooner or later someone has to pay.

Civil disobedience.
Looking for a precedent.
Justified we defend
Civil disobedience.

Civil disobedience.
Looking for a precedent.
Justified we defend
Civil disobedience.
Looking for a precedent.
Justified we defend
Civil disobedience.
Track Name: Wonderful Girl
Wonderful girl, Radiant sparkle!
Diamond or pearl, Reminiscent sun.
Voice is so sweet, speaking in riddles.
Harvest to reap, when the puzzle is undone.

Wonderful girl, bountiful treasure.
Travel the world, for a semblance of gold.
Ancient elite, genuine leisure.
Feminine mystique, Subtle in control.

Just one of a kind and she answers to none.
Just one of the few who understand me some.
A secret you find in laughter and love.
Just one of the few who understand me some.

Wonderful girl. Prominent beauty.
Picture unfurls, with so much more.
Warmth in her soul. Providence. Duty.
Splendid waterfall with a depth to explore.

Just one of a kind and she answers to none.
Just one of the few who understand me some.
A secret you find in laughter and love.
Just one of the few who understand me some.

Wonderful girl.
Wonderful girl.
Wonderful girl.
Wonderful girl.

Just one of a kind and she answers to none.
Just one of the few who understand me some.
A secret you find in laughter and love.
Just one of the few who understand me some.

Just one of the few who understand me some.
Just one of the few who understand me some.

Wonderful girl.
Wonderful girl.
Wonderful girl.
Wonderful girl.
Track Name: Standing Alone
Insecurity signs
Line the streets below
Pill-poppers take their holidays
In places nobody knows.
What has the world become?
Where are we headed lately?
No noble achievements.
Carefully mistaken.

Hear me, maybe there is more to this than you’ve been told.
Hear me, when I remind you of the myth; I thought you’d know.
Whether there is something other than this life’s not set in stone.
Where you land at the end of it, there you’ll stand alone.
Standing. Standing. Standing alone.
Standing. Standing. Standing alone.

Space to hide away
The feelings we never show.
Is there anything in the face
Of a passerby but stone?
The game is one on one
Climbing up that ladder.
The fat cat’s got that gun,
And everything that matters.

Hear me, maybe there is more to this than you’ve been told.
Hear me, when I remind you of the myth; I thought you’d know.
Whether there is something other than this life’s not set in stone.
Where you land at the end of it, there you’ll stand alone.
Standing. Standing. Standing alone.
Standing. Standing. Standing alone.

Maybe you are fine.
Maybe you feel so.
Maybe there are many things
You don’t really know.
What of the world to come
Along that narrow road?
Time and tide inviting,
Every ebb and flow.

Hear me, maybe there is more to this than you’ve been told.
Hear me, when I remind you of the myth; I thought you’d know.
Whether there is something other than this life’s not set in stone.
Where you land at the end of it, there you’ll stand alone.
Standing. Standing. Standing alone.
Standing. Standing. Standing alone.