She would sit & wait in silent wonder
Shadows cast as phantoms from the moon
She was a lonely girl, so frightened of the world
He was a stranger from the streets
Swept into her world with wings of angels
Held her in the darkness of her room
He was the only man, that she had ever known
He promised her he would return
As she cried Non vada via, oh, non vada via, oh per favior, non vada via
Now she walks the streets in hopes to find him
Lost inside a raincoat wandering on
She searched with desperate eyes
Behind each golden lie
She cannot bare to be alone
Late at night the street light shines upon her
As she slowly makes her way back home
She'll sleep alone tonight, like every other night
but in her dreams he'll come to her
As she sings Non vada via, oh, non vada via, oh per favior, non vada via
A true hidden treasure of a song writer. This gent has been capturing songs in demo form on old tape recorders since the 80s. . . and he's still capturing his magic sounds in his secret basement. Damien Youth
This album….i swear to Alah and any god out there, it changed my world. Jonathan Bree is stitched to my heart forever including my partner’s heart as well. I hum to this album so often. Incredible masterpiece. Thank you Jonathan💙 Melody Nelson 2000
Occult psych-folk in the '70s U.K. tradition that further affirms the historical link between Appalachian and British folk songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 8, 2019