Undivided Heart

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1.
Spellbound 02:41
There’s nothing quite so pleasing as sitting here with you. To watch the golden sun determine all the world we knew. You look at me, you’re close to me. I feel the time and the ages cease. Your love could hold me spellbound. Spellbound. You’re sitting there and watching the rolling of the waves. I look at you and wonder, is that how your heart behaves? You look at me, you’re close to me. I feel the time and the ages cease. Your love could hold me spellbound. Spellbound. Spellbound. Feeling a bit uneasy, hoping that you want me here beside you, as much as I want too. You look at me, you’re close to me. I feel the time and the ages cease. Your love could hold me spellbound. Spellbound. There’s nothing quite so pleasing as sitting here with you to watch the golden sun dissolve and see the evening through. You look at me, you’re close to me. I feel the time and the ages cease. Your love could hold me spellbound. Your love could hold me spellbound. Your love could hold me spellbound. Spellbound.
2.
The night on the coast he was gone The beat of his heart was so strong. Sail in the sky and so long. Think of the safety and warmth, of Free fields and open plains. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Life’s like a gamble, do what you can. Grab at those chances with every hand. The edge of the forest is warm. The dew on the pasture beckons. To walk or just run she’s not sure. A wish to survive nothing more, and see Free fields and open plains. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Life’s like a gamble, do what you can. Grab at those chances with every hand. The walls of the tunnel are soft. Resolve in the diggers is not. A hope for tomorrow’s a start. A yearning set deep in their heart, to see Free fields and open plains. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Life’s like a gamble, do what you can. Grab at those chances with every hand. Green fields, unbroken plains. Rhyme, reason, pleasure or pain. Life’s like a gamble, lucky are some, Who live out their days in freedom.
3.
Let alone and resting, You slowly show release. Calm undefined, you’re so appealing. But every now and then you’ll just look at me. Nothing else could matter. There’s nowhere else I’d be. ‘Been a long and winding road ‘til we could both believe Enough to really trust each other. And unimpeded hearts are just what we need. No chains to bind us, but a love that binds us free. Didn’t know what love meant. Didn’t know what love could be. Until you whispered to me so tenderly. This love is more than I imagined it could be. And I will love until the mountains crumble into the sea. Look into the future. Take care of what we find, Mirrored in our thoughts and open minds. True love grows strong and deep in ever changing tides. Together where-ever we stand. Expanding far and wide. Didn’t know what love meant. Didn’t know what love could be. Until you whispered to me so tenderly. This love is more than I imagined it could be. And I will love until the mountains crumble into the sea.
4.
A couple in a car travel out of the city. Gathered up a bundle in their arms. After all the years of the sorrows and pity, This life is like a lucky charm. Two words in just a minute. Divined within a star! They might as well admit it and try to mend the scar. Let’s start to undivide this heart. Mumbled alibis and a taste of the night life. Any famous down town bar. Gathered in disguise and getting the timing right. Anyone can wonder who they are. They say in the beginning, We are just who we are. And only a forgetting keeps anyone apart. Let’s start to undivide this heart. Surely it’s a fortunate day and this is something I could never really explain. Everything will work okay and this is something wonderful. Wonderful. He ponders over any other option tonight. And wanders through the end of week debris. Handing off his coat and avoiding the bright lights. A title-fighter taking in the scene. A girl is at the window And looks into her past. She thinks about a love she’s never known. Decides to take a chance. Let’s start to undivide this heart. Bringing them together is a part of the plan. Something simply cannot be ignored. Guess it’s now or never in the lie of the land. Amazing in the wonder of it all. Two words in just a minute. Divined within a star! They might as well admit it and try to mend the scar. Let’s start to undivide this heart. Surely it’s a fortunate day and this is something I could never really explain. Everything will work okay and this is something wonderful. Wonderful. Wonderful. Wonderful.
5.
Chartres 03:24
A day was spent in Chartres a little while ago. Many moments still remain in memory. Around the great cathedral, abounding time recall. The wonder of it all has never left me. Years have been completed. Still the search goes on. Something deep inside begins to waken. Steady, strong and sure. Questions still endure. So much of this life has been mistaken. Wandering in Chartres. Too hard to explain. Everywhere is Chartres once again. Wandering in Chartres. Time has no domain. Everywhere is Chartres once again. Step in through the door. Watching all the scenes. Listen carefully to hear it plain. Take in time to pause. Beyond the windows soar! Everywhere is Chartres once again. Wandering in Chartres. Too hard to explain. Everywhere is Chartres once again. Wandering in Chartres. Time has no domain. Everywhere is Chartres once again. Wandering in Chartres. Too hard to explain. Everywhere is Chartres once again. Wandering in Chartres. Time has no domain. Everywhere is Chartres once again. Everywhere is Chartres once again. Everywhere is Chartres once again.
6.
Wonderful baby, cradled in love. Carried to Bethlehem. Swaddling cloth. Radiant lady, with freedom to be Noble and graceful, fine indeed. Man is sent majesty. All is said constantly. Grand design and discourse, Made entirely in law. Stable of shepherds, horses and sheep. Choirs of angels, sing in relief. Wise men who gather know what this means. Far from the Orient, they rest at his feet. Man is sent majesty. All is said constantly. Grand design and discourse, Made entirely in law. Love. Love. Love. Love. Fisher and carpenter, manger and Man. Enough love for all of us, held in these hands. When we remember the reason he came Hope of the universe is with us again. Man is sent majesty. All is said constantly. Grand design and discourse, Made entirely in law. Love. Love. Love. Love.
7.
Every Summer 03:56
The river by the playground; beyond the lammergyers, Drifting on a memory for all those miles and miles. We wandered there together throughout the countryside. Bounded by Himalaya, woven into the fabric of our lives. Every summer we used to say, “No-one other,” day after day. Pictures of the valley remind me of a time, When anything was possible and everything was fine. All that seemed to matter was the way to make you smile. If nothing lasts forever, I’ll always spend the morning wondering why. Every summer we used to say, “No-one other,” day after day. Fields of wonder like ships on the main. I still love her. I still remain. The buses have descended and the children start to run. My reverie has ended now and I must move along. I’ve been through every corridor and every alleyway, Every possibility to try and find a way to make you stay. Every summer we used to say, “No-one other,” day after day. Fields of wonder like ships on the main. I still love her. I still remain. I still remain. I still remain.
8.
Give a little love. Give a little love. Give a little love. Give a little love. Give a little love. Give a little love. Give a little love. Give a little love. Give a little love. Give a little love to the manna of falling into love. You and I journeyed aimlessly Line as light as feather. Guided as if enchantedly. Soon to be together. You and I journeyed aimlessly. Time to find endeavour. Nothing is left to chance you see. Plan these things forever.
9.
Lullaby 02:45
The dark of night. The moon is coming alive. Watching constantly. Opening a world of make believe. The country like a palace of endless light. Kalidescope of scenes, fairytales, demons, kings and queens. We can live forever in castles in the sky. Fly among the dream we want and into a different life. The tale is told whenever, with different times and tides. Pages turn like magic and carry us into the ride. We wonder how, the story is us somehow. Weaving soft and slow or rustling leaves on the path below. With no surprise we miss any warning signs. But someone riding forth to join us in the battle of evermore. Was there danger ever? Our fears are gone for now. To never dare to taste the dream is such a waste somehow. The book of brave adventure will stay with us. Insight. Now and then we’ll recognize we’re only here for the ride. Now and then we’ll recognize we’re only here for the ride. Now and then we’ll recognize we’re only here for the ride.
10.
Can you remember when men wore their hair long? Can you recall, was the day long ago? Women weren’t beauty queens, house-wives or pipe-dreams. Time catches up to ideas don’t you know. Men all settle down. Women stop ranging. Then they get the ground and the house and the car. When they look around they find that they’re changing. Some things are set, some uncertain, some sure. Many men give in. They’ve sworn to never join in, The rat race, the wife chase, the corporate climb. Much is appealing in the offer that’s given. ‘Hard to say no to the ways of the time. Men all settle down. Women stop ranging. Then they get the ground and the house and the car. When they look around they find that they’re changing. Some things are set, some uncertain, some sure. Must we be locked into the nature we’re born in? Should we stay true to the company line? Waking or sleeping we’ll go on repeating. Day after day. Life after life. Men all settle down. Women stop ranging. Then they get the ground and the house and the car. When they look around they find that they’re changing. Some things are set, some uncertain, some sure. Why contemplate ever making the world change? Patterns are set and so rigid the bind. Try as you might to, the future’s cast for you. Dice have been loaded and the hustler is time. Men all settle down. Women stop ranging. Then they get the ground and the house and the car. When they look around they find that they’re changing. Some things are set, some uncertain, some sure.
11.
Got a bit of business, latent for too long. Maybe just postponing it has made it strong. Uncovered an artefact. The history will not lie. Enough of arguments, I hate to see you cry. This one is burning and I can’t control the flame. That one-off word is only going through a change. When you get a moment handy, we must cross the distance. Overcome our misconceptions to complete this and any more Unfinished business. A single photo. The casual word. The subtle messages, seen but rarely heard. It’s not a question of wrong or right. What really matters here is I am on your side. This one is burning and I can’t control the flame. That one-off word is only going through a change. When you get a moment handy, we must cross the distance. Overcome our misconceptions to complete this and any more Unfinished business. We take the chances and face the facts. The future will not be as we plan. But we have something. I’m sure of that. The essence overcomes the surety we lack. This one is burning and I can’t control the flame. That one-off word is only going through a change. When you get a moment handy, we must cross the distance. Overcome our misconceptions to complete this and any more Unfinished business. Any more Unfinished business. Any more Unfinished business.
12.
This Love 03:09
I knew something long ago. When I met you I would know. Somewhere deep within my heart Something like a flame would start This love. This love. Sure enough I didn’t see So the walk began for me As I wandered everywhere Looking for someone to share This love. This love. This love is yours and mine. This love will out-live time. This love. This love. When you came into my life. I saw something more than right. Though you seemed so distant to me Maybe you could see right through This love. This love. Finally I joined the dance Looking into the wide expanse Something in that special glance Told me this could be the chance This love. This love. This love is more than real. This love completes the deal. This love. This love. I knew something long ago When I met you I would know Somewhere deep within my soul I would feel complete and whole This love. This love. This love is yours and mine. This love will outlive time. This love is more than real. This love completes the deal. This love. This love.
13.
Daylight lingers on the space Of this mid summer’s morn’. My last time and I want to stay, But so many wait to be born. This time the night has gone so fast. The calendar’s red date gleams. The corridor is blank and stark. It’s all too right to be real. And I wonder if I’m ever going to be here again, Walk in the park, talk to a friend? Give me the chance to be more than I was before! And I wonder if I’m ever going to be here again. To look at the past, and maybe pretend, It’s all surreal and tomorrow is not the end. Broken fingers on my face. My head is held in pain. Could I could change this one mistake! Does life begin again? Down to my last cigarette. The priest has blessed my brow. He says that it’s his duty to give me All of my last vows. And I wonder if I’m ever going to see him again, Share in a prayer, or talk to the end. Or give me the chance to be better than I was before! I wonder if I’m ever going to be here again? Look at the past, and maybe pretend, It’s all surreal and tomorrow is not the end. It’s all surreal and tomorrow is not the end. It’s all surreal and tomorrow is not the end.
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about

A number of artists and musicians have contributed (some unseen and unheard), over many years, to bring this project to fruition.

Simon McDonald: Songwriter and lyricist on rhythm guitar.

Chris Hutchins (The Hutch): Inspiring lead guitarist and arrangement powerhouse.

This album could not have happened without “The Hutch”.

Tony Hunt: Solid sound engineer and Sonic Boy, filling drums, striking keys, then playing lead, rhythm or bass guitar as required.

Jeremy P Martin: Super coach and fair critic from the Walpole Street Project Studio, making a couple of guest appearances on “Chartres”, playing bass, and “The Last Time”, playing lead guitar.

Amanda Pope: Sublime piano arrangement and performance on “Reflections”, providing a cornerstone for the album.

Kirsty Morphett: After most of the recording was complete, a voice was heard and sought, to complement vocals and round out the album. Such ethereal harmonies still bring a tear to the eye.

Thanks to Deirdre and Bronwyn for filling in the gaps.

To Lydia and Matt: Thanks for your input on “Reflections”, all those years ago.

Thanks to Issac, “Tim’s bookshop for the open mic’s, and the gang at station 59.

Thanks to Dr T and Mr J for the steady support and encouragement. It only took twenty years.

To Ken Stephenson, the “Back-pocket Specialist”: Thanks for balancing things out and positioning the album for a digital age.

“Surely it’s a fortunate day and this is something I could never really explain.
Everything will work okay and this is something wonderful. Wonderful.”

- Undivided Heart

credits

released June 1, 2014

Artwork: Deirdre Hassed

All songs written by Simon G McDonald

Recorded at Sonic Boy Studio and Walpole Street Project Studio.

Mixing and audio production at Sonic Boy Studio.

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Cymbeline Melbourne, Australia

Cymbeline is a group of musicians who assisted in the recording of these albums, written and sung by Simon McDonald. Chris Hutchins: lead guitar. Tony Hunt: bass. Ken Stephenson who played any instrument when needed. Drums by Lee Davidson and Matt Darcy. Others musicians included Amanda Pope, Margaret Ayers and Genevieve Ryan, plus vocalists Kirsty Morphett, Olivia Drake and Georgina Docherty. ... more

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