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This is a weird one
The beginning is the battlefield and the death of William Noel Hodgson, Who was known as 'the gentle poet' hailing from Northumberland, he died on the first day of the battle of the Somme
When the music kicks off the track spins into his re-birth as Lenny Kaye
Just like a film he is suddenly 17 and he and some pals have hopped an old Chevy and are on a road trip to America's East coast to her west.
'Lets free ourselves, break out of lifes weight and chains, piss off to Texas, forget the game'
Though the trip was originally from Pensilvania to California
This was Lenny's most exciting journey in his youth and symbolises rebirth from a soldier to a musician in the song
As in the phrase 'The guitar is my gun, it fires music'
The soldier evolves into a musician
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The boy's heart

O arrow straight and slender, with grey eyes unafraid
You see the rose's splendour, nor wreck that they shall fade
Youth in its flush and flower, bare a soul of whitest flame
Eternity in an hour, all life and death in a game
May youth forever weave you, his magic around your ways
And time the robber leave you, the boy's heart all your days

Lets free ourselves, break out of lifes weight and chains, go get a whiskey, forget the game
Lets free ourselves, break out of lifes weight and chains, piss off to Texas, forget the game
We'l be living out December, from morrow through to morrow
An old belief to lead us, pencil birth to follow
Surrounded by a new time, of new flesh and new life
And so we'l weep December, and so we'll weep new life
Come the all important morning

O arrow straight and slender, with grey eyes unafraid
You see the rose's splendour, nor wreck that they shall fade
Youth in its flush and flower, bare a soul of whitest flame
Eternity in an hour, all life and death in a game
May youth forever weave you, his magic around your ways
And time the robber leave you, the boy's heart all your days
The boy's heart all your days
A child will have blended, his birth will follow

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from The Boy's Heart, released July 1, 1992
For Lenny Kaye, Patti Smith and Arthur Rimbaud

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Martin Stephenson Invergordon, UK

Born Durham 27th July 1961

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