Jeff Buckley Grace

All Flowers In Time Bend Towards The Sun by Jeff Buckley and Elizabeth Fraser

The prodigiously talented Jeff Buckley only made one studio album, 1994’s Grace, before his accidental drowning in the Mississippi River in 1997. \His estate has continued to release a wealth of posthumous material. These range from top notch material like the drafts for his second album, released as Sketches for My Sweetheart the Drunk, as well as great songs like ‘Forget Her’, a Grace outtake, but his clearing of the decks has also felt like it’s scraping the bottom of the barrel with releases like Grace Around the World.

But despite all the posthumous activity, one fascinating song by Buckley remains in the archive – collaborator Elizabeth Fraser has dismissed the song as “unfinished, you see. I don’t want it to be heard.” Fraser, the lead singer of the Cocteau Twins, previously recorded a version of Tim Buckley’s ‘Song to the Siren’ in the mid 1980s. She was in a relationship with Jeff Buckley in the mid 1990s, and they sang together on ‘All Flowers In Time Bend Towards The Sun’. Even if it’s unvarnished, with Fraser and Buckley only accompanied by an acoustic guitar, it’s still enthralling – two unique, spectacular voices in an unlikely pairing.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JnPvnIKCJYA

My eyes are
A baptism
Oh, I am fuse
And sing her
Into my thoughts
Oh, phantom elusive thing

Oh, all flowers in time bend towards the sun
I know you say that there’s no-one for you
But here is one
All flowers in time bend towards the sun
I know you say that there’s no-one for you
But here is one, but here is one…
Here is one…

Oh, all flowers in time bend towards the sun
I know you say that there’s no-one for you
But here is one
All flowers in time bend towards the sun
I know you say that there’s no-one for you
But here is one, but here is one…

Keep it going in me, wicked traveller
Fading farther from me
With your face in my window glow
Oh, where will you weep for me?
Sweet willow

It’s ok to be angry
But not to hurt me
Your happiness
Yes, yes, yes
Darling, darling, darling

All flowers in time bend towards the sun
I know you say that there’s no one for you
But here is one
All flowers in time bend towards the sun
I know you say that there’s no one for you
But here is one
All flowers in time bend towards the sun
I know you say that there’s no one for you
But here is one
All flowers in time bend towards the sun
I know you say that there’s no one for you
But here is one
But here is one
But here is one…

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