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When sadness fills your heart
And sorrow hides the longing to be free
When things go wrong each day
You fix your mind to 'scape your miseryYour troubled young life
Had made you turn
To a needle of deathHow strange, your happy words
Have ceased to bring a smile from everyone
How tears have filled the eyes
Of friends that you once had walked amongYour troubled young life
Had made you turn
To a needle of deathOne grain of pure white snow
Dissolved in blood spread quickly to your brain
In peace your mind withdraws
Your death's so near your soul can't feel no painYour troubled young life
Had made you turn
To a needle of deathYour mother stands a'cryin'
While to the earth your body's slowly cast
Your father stands in silence

Caressing every young dream of the pastYour troubled young life
Had made you turn
To a needle of deathThrough ages, man's desires
To free his mind, to release his very soul
Has proved to all who live
That death itself is freedom for evermoreAnd your troubled young life
Will make you turn
To a needle of death

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Herbert "Bert" Jansch (3 November 1943 – 5 October 2011) was a Scottish folk musician and founding member of the band Pentangle. He was born in Glasgow and came to prominence in London in the 1960s, as an acoustic guitarist, as well as a singer-songwriter. He recorded at least 25 albums and toured extensively from the 1960s to the 21st century.
Jansch was a leading figure in the British folk music revival of the 1960s, touring folk clubs and recording several solo albums, as well as collaborating with other musicians such as John Renbourn and Anne Briggs.

Read more about Bert Jansch on Last.fm.


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