‘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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Eddie MacDonald Notes
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Nigel Twist Notes
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