I've loved Scott's music ever since I heard him on Bob Harris' Radio 2 show in the mid 90's but hadn't looked him up on TH-cam... what a treat and what a musical treasure!! If you haven't checked out his albums since Passing Stranger, do yourself a favour... fantastically talented and soulful music (soul food, believe me!). Just wonderful.
Without a doubt ( and we are talking many ) one of the greatest songs ever written, performed fantasicly by Scott, but if he we only look up at the camera now and again and wow the audience we then would have a superstarin our midsts but until then we can be proud to say " we knew him before he made it" Thank you Mr Matthews great performance, voice and Lyrics and good luck in the future
I have seen him live in Paris few years ago alone in a kind of bar, amazing. I like this guy and his music. Very chic and classy. it's a shame he 's not more famous.
“There’s nobody you can accuse,the mirror portrays its own truth “… and inside I feel bruised. This version is absolutely effing brilliant.Thank you 🌬🪽🤍
PARABÉNS SCOTT! VC É MUITO TALENTOSO E HUMILDE... QUE O CHAMADO EFICAZ E IRRESISTÍVEL DE NOSSO ÚNICO E SUFICIENTE SENHOR E SALVADOR JESUS CRISTO CHEGUE ATÉ A SUA VIDA PRECIOSA E DE TODOS QUE LEREM ESSE COMENTÁRIO!
See the sign up ahead, it calls out your name, It's a meaningful sign; but it makes no sense. So you pass on through with only one shoe And a mystified mind, with an Angel for a guide. There's a destiny song that's meant for me But I'm weary of the soles of my innocent feet. Like a single shot you know it's all you got, So be sure to aim true with your eyes on full view. There's nobody you can accuse, The mirror reflects a bold truth And from inside I feel bruised. The mask that I wear is unsure, Unable to find a known cure So I'll hide for evermore. I'm a Passing Stranger With a name I can't remember I am going blind from the dust in my eyes. But the ground back home seems so far away And I'm coughing up my lungs, But I know I've gotta stay. I'm moving slow with nowhere to go I stumble on a sign 'One Mile to Dine'. It takes a little time, and I'm barely alive But I'll make it none-the-less, with a shortage of breath. The coffee you poured me is cold, The paper I'm reading is old And that smile is not your own. The clothes that I wear are soaked through I'm all out of luck for you And there's a million things I can do (can do; I can do) There's something strangely familiar about were I am I'm sitting next to the man with the unsteady hands He said "How are you Son? Where you been all week?" I recognise his voice, even in my sleep Lord only knows what I got up to Maybe It's best for me if I just find my shoes And confirm my suspicions for heaven's sake And pick up my trail from my front gate. There's nobody you can accuse, The mirror betrays a bold truth And from inside is what you do. Start digging around and you'll find; Missing for years, your own life You're better off trying not to hide. Not to hide...
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I've loved Scott's music ever since I heard him on Bob Harris' Radio 2 show in the mid 90's but hadn't looked him up on TH-cam... what a treat and what a musical treasure!! If you haven't checked out his albums since Passing Stranger, do yourself a favour... fantastically talented and soulful music (soul food, believe me!). Just wonderful.
I remember doing a support gig for this guy back in the day . A genius this man .
Without a doubt ( and we are talking many ) one of the greatest songs ever written, performed fantasicly by Scott, but if he we only look up at the camera now and again and wow the audience we then would have a superstarin our midsts but until then we can be proud to say " we knew him before he made it" Thank you Mr Matthews great performance, voice and Lyrics and good luck in the future
Amen, my friend.
This album is epic 😊❤
I have seen him live in Paris few years ago alone in a kind of bar, amazing. I like this guy and his music. Very chic and classy. it's a shame he 's not more famous.
Not yet sold his soul. Riches of this world may be hidden from him but theres a greater treasure to be had than the best this world can offer
Thank you
Underrated musician with a lot of talent.
“There’s nobody you can accuse,the mirror portrays its own truth “… and inside I feel bruised.
This version is absolutely effing brilliant.Thank you 🌬🪽🤍
Love this song
PARABÉNS SCOTT!
VC É MUITO TALENTOSO E HUMILDE...
QUE O CHAMADO EFICAZ E IRRESISTÍVEL DE NOSSO ÚNICO E SUFICIENTE SENHOR E SALVADOR JESUS CRISTO CHEGUE ATÉ A SUA VIDA PRECIOSA E DE TODOS QUE LEREM ESSE COMENTÁRIO!
scott mathews is gonna be around for a good while ..superb m8
My favourite xx amazing
EPIC 🌬🌬🌬
Scott Matthews is legendary! Great music....
Esta canción ha estado muy presente en mi vida hasta el día de hoy, gracias 😊
See the sign up ahead, it calls out your name,
It's a meaningful sign; but it makes no sense.
So you pass on through with only one shoe
And a mystified mind, with an Angel for a guide.
There's a destiny song that's meant for me
But I'm weary of the soles of my innocent feet.
Like a single shot you know it's all you got,
So be sure to aim true with your eyes on full view.
There's nobody you can accuse,
The mirror reflects a bold truth
And from inside I feel bruised.
The mask that I wear is unsure,
Unable to find a known cure
So I'll hide for evermore.
I'm a Passing Stranger
With a name I can't remember
I am going blind from the dust in my eyes.
But the ground back home seems so far away
And I'm coughing up my lungs,
But I know I've gotta stay.
I'm moving slow with nowhere to go
I stumble on a sign 'One Mile to Dine'.
It takes a little time, and I'm barely alive
But I'll make it none-the-less, with a shortage of breath.
The coffee you poured me is cold,
The paper I'm reading is old
And that smile is not your own.
The clothes that I wear are soaked through
I'm all out of luck for you
And there's a million things I can do (can do; I can do)
There's something strangely familiar about were I am
I'm sitting next to the man with the unsteady hands
He said "How are you Son? Where you been all week?"
I recognise his voice, even in my sleep
Lord only knows what I got up to
Maybe It's best for me if I just find my shoes
And confirm my suspicions for heaven's sake
And pick up my trail from my front gate.
There's nobody you can accuse,
The mirror betrays a bold truth
And from inside is what you do.
Start digging around and you'll find;
Missing for years, your own life
You're better off trying not to hide.
Not to hide...
Superb, absolutely, superb.
Leeful loves and knows how to play this song
That cutie cellist looks like the offspring of Peter Dinklage and the late, great Jacqueline DuPre!!