Mike Scott Quotes

She is everywhere and noplace
Like a breath or like a wind
she moves among men
They would seek to hold her as a prize
But she is in the shadows,
the ocean and the sand
She is everywhere and noplace,
Her church not made with hands Uncontained by man.

This light is for the world. Send out from this wooden frame a beacon made of holy flame like a bridge across the morning sky from candle to the hills of high this light is for the world.

I feel you move me in such sweet silence always dancing, always dancing never ever getting tired

I dreamed about Jimi Hendrix he came back for one day was born weepin' out of an egg the mid-wife said and straight away began to pray with lifted head

Once you were tethered
now you are free
That was the river
this is the sea.

I can feel it in my blood that I belong to this strange and stony rock I stand upon yet I cannot put a name upon it I cannot place the time nor see the land as it once was nor tell which house was mine no I cannot put a name upon it which was where and when yet here I am a perfect stranger home again.

If high stream of dreams and truth be told and our intentions be entwined then from these high flung tower walls let healing grace and blessings fall over all this cracked and broken land from northern crag to southern down from Universal Hall to Camden town from city square to village green from parliament to housing scheme from Iona to the the Hill of Dreams I sacrifice my power on the altar of your love that it may be born again on another world.

He's like a man you'd meet any place
until you recognize that ancient Face
The Great God Pan is alive!

Flags, rags, ferryboats, scimitars and scarves
every precious dream and vision underneath the stars
You climbed on the ladder
with the wind in your sails
you came like a comet
blazing your trail
too high, too far, too soon
You saw the whole of the moon!

Ain't no words for the things I'm feeling ain't no tongue can tell no name for the song my soul's revealing and all is very well…

There’s a day to ride thumb on a thunderhead
There’s a day to make fantasy real
There’s a day to deny and a day to decry
and a day for the man with the wind at his heels!

I sacrifice my power on the altar of your love that it may be born again on another world. Come friend, let us climb the winding flights of stairs through the narrow door into the chamber bare a single candle burns as we seat ourselves words take form in our minds and repeat themselves : "My beloved and I are one…"

There's confusion in my head as I depart but a singing, ringing, soaring in my heart for beyond all time and space and doubt I know I've lived here before long ago.

This light is for the world send it out with sword of fire, with cymbal, drum and angel choir, music in the heart of it proclaiming that the lamp is lit this light is for the world.

I'm gonna look twice at you until I see the Christ in you when I'm lookin through the eyes of love..