‘Howling Wind’ [6:44] (MacDonald/Peters), The Alarm

‘Howling Wind’ [6:44] (MacDonald/Peters), The Alarm
Lead Vocals:Mike Peters
Lyrics
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Love on this wasteland holds no dominion
I refuse to lay me down
On the grapevine comes the saying
"Son, you'll reap whatever you sow"
I sow the seeds of my love
Deep undying true love I sow

There is beauty out there somewhere
I will leave no stone unturned
There's a guitar and a bugle
I hear the sound of distant drums
Fire and water rage through my mind
(Love on)
Love on this wasteland
I cannot find

And there is a HOWL HOWL HOWLING WIND
A ringing around my ears
And a wild wild wind is a blowing
Tearing down my tears

There is virtue truth abounding 
Peace will come to everyman
And there's a landmark on the skyline
There is a sign standing in the road
Sail on my brother 
Sail on through the night
(Love on)
Love on this wasteland is waiting on down the line

And there is a HOWL HOWL HOWLING WIND
A ringing around my ears
And a wild wild wind is a blowing
Tearing down my tears

Forty days in the desert sand
Forty nights on my hands and knees
Forty days in the howling wind
In the howling wind

Love on this wasteland holds no dominion
I refuse to lay me down
On the grapevine comes the saying
"Son, you'll reap whatever you sow"
I sow the seeds of my love, my love
Deep undying true love's what I sow

There's a HOWL HOWL HOWLING WIND
A ringing around my ears
And a wild wild wind is a blowing
Tearing down my tears

And there's a HOWL HOWL HOWLING WIND
A ringing around my ears
And there's a wild wild wind is a blowing
Tearing down my tears

Notes
:Produced by Alan Shacklock
Engineered by Chris Porter
Recorded at Abbey Road & Good Earth Studios, Novemeber 1983
Keyboards: Alan Shacklock
Mike Peters Notes
:Our producer suggested we use a sequencer on it, which we were set against at first-we thought synthesizers just weren’t us. But I think it came out to good effect-us playing it instead of it playing us. Lyrically it is the first really inspired by our homeland. Maybe Dylan Thomas is in there subconsciously. I tried to get an exiled or lonely, without coming out and saying I was lonely. I think this will show a change for anyone who sees The Alarm as a band of one emotion. It’s still an optimistic song, but from a more personal viewpoint. It’s a beautiful lyric, if I can blow my own trumpet about it.
(Boston Rock, 1984)
Dave Sharp Notes
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