Hell and High Water

by Napier's Bones

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Hell and High Water

The Transfiguration----(1, 2, 3 )
Transfiguration : metamorphosis, an exalting, glorifying, or spiritual change in form or appearance.
A paranormal investigator, rational advocate of evidence & causality, is Devon-bound to debunk another myth for the benefit of his eager TV audience.
Ratings pressure has led him to a compromise between scientific principles and dramatic viewing.
The ruined Holy Trinity Church of Buckfastleigh, is the location for his latest assignment : to find hard evidence relating to the infamous Squire Cabell.

Semerwater : The Fall-(4, 5, 6, 7)
Flood-as-retribution stories are found throughout history in every society and culture. From Sumerian legends to Noah's Ark and Plato's Atlantean accounts, the themes are similar : a natural disaster representing a punishment for human transgressions.
We're travelling to the Yorkshire Dales of Northern England for a local explanation of the origins of Lake Semerwater.
The lead character, one of the last itinerant minstrels, travels between rural villages, earning his living with a blend of news, gossip, entertainment and life-advice.

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released March 18, 2016

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Napier's Bones UK

Napier's Bones are a UK band taking the Classic Prog sound and building upon it to create their own challenging, extended form of progressive rock music.

Their focus is firmly on dramatic storytelling with subjects capable of resonating with the listener today. Music that references the past but is very much of the here and now.
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Track Name: An Air of Mystery
Another week, a new assignment
Ratings up with every phantom found
Goodbye kiss then onto Devon roads
Such a Happy Haunting Ground

Another well-loved ancient story
Handed down through history
Like Wistman's Wood, the Hand of Glory
They cling to make-believe

Discarding age-old superstition
On camera captured in full view : If it's there, it's on air

Darting by the river, I see the ruined church in silhouette
So it's Squire Cabell, his spectral hounds and mausoleum glowing red
Sensors all around the tomb, remote connect all seeing eyes
Rational sights you can believe, midnight transmission time

Presenting only what I find
The viewers making up their minds : Success, Speaks for itself

An air of mystery, goes a long way
A hint of danger, goes a long way
A little guidance, goes a long way
And who needs certainty? They all prefer it to be this way....
Track Name: Broadcasting Live
Broadcasting Live, O ruined church what have you seen?
Is there anyone there? Can you speak to me?
Can you speak to us? We mean you no harm
Just give us a sign, the faintest of glows, pass through the bars

Now a gathering breeze, tainted with smoke, there's something not right
Never felt this before, a gnawing unease has seized me tonight

And try as I might
My thoughts can't escape from
The Squire's Return
But the Show must go on

Turning in the Fire, Burning on in Hell
Driven by the coachmen, of Squire Cabell

Focus my mind, trust the machines, the best money can buy
Simply relax. stick to the facts, nothing different this time

I know shadows can't dance, just a trick of the light
recorder's turned on, movement is sensed, no longer alone!

Sulphurous mist shrouds the stones, hangs in the air, I hear voices I swear
This is no parlour game, sensational claim, this is happening now!
And I don't know how
Coach wheel shower sparks see!
A vision that mocks me!
The Squire's Return
Track Name: No Return?
Another so-called seeker of the truth,
Another Fool in search of wisdom
Another Fool demanding proof

I care not for your difference engines
Machines cannot the truth divine
Your petty laws, philosophy
In the darkness cannot shine

I serve a different master now
No chains of sin, no need atone
As Doubting Thomas found belief
All you have is Death Alone

Mark well, no artifice
Your monuments and spires crumble, it all comes down to this
We, The Hidden Ones, The Veiled Ones, Eternally
We, The Hidden Ones, The Veiled Ones, Eternity

Now Veiled Thou Art !

*** Children's Rondo : Distant***

In this Half-World, this land of dreams
The dark, forbidden realms of sacred mystery
Far removed from mortal ebb and flow
Condemned to watch, and watch alone, all the life I've known

Such a long way, Such a long way
Such a long way from home

Such a long way, Such a long way
I'm so very far from home
Track Name: Mallerstang Morning
Full of pride as Nateby's left behind,
on to Mallerstang, all I survey, this morning's mine
The mounting light, the silky sky,
Precious gifts received with thanks, so debonair am I

From place to place, unfettered free
I sing my songs, the life I choose, oh this is me

Eden's real, I hear her song,
Cross Wild Boar slopes, I make my way, lightly skip along
Pendragon dwelt here years ago,
I quietly bow, breathe the air, I feel I know

I ply my trade, I sell them smiles
From feast to fete let's celebrate, different names for different times

A wandering minstrel I, with fiddle, harp and rogueish smile
Bring you news, I'll sing for you,
A jester, healer, seer too
Gather round beside the fire, I'll perform to your heart's desire
Smiling all, a sight to see,
You'll not regret the time you spend with me

The road is home, the road is life,
with courtly grace, a maiden's blush, gallante as any knight
Many skills have I acquired,
curing palsy, curing gout, banish pains within, without

From place to place, unfettered free
I sing my songs, the life I choose, oh this is me

Past Abbotside as evening falls, I see the lights of village life, time to make my calls
Hear thrilling tales as ales are poured,
of witches deeds, enchanted sleep, on High Stainmore

I ply my trade, I deal in smiles
From feast to fete let's celebrate, different names for different times

A wandering minstrel I, with fiddle, harp and rogueish smile
Bring you news, I'll sing for you,
A jester, healer, seer too

Gather round beside the fire, I'll perform to your heart's desire
Smiling all, a sight to see, you'll not regret the time you spend with me
You'll not forget the time you spend with me
Track Name: No Room at the Inn
I am here to bring you news from distant parts, tales of kings and wars, intrigue at court and darker arts
For little more than food and ale and, a nightly bed, I can entertain, inform, distract, why I've heard it said ....

**Landlord interrupts**

Just one night and I'll be gone, pay my way by singing songs
Confusing me with someone else,you...you have me wrong

So no-one wants to know and there's nowhere left to go and
There's nothing I can say, no room at the Inn

No room at the Inn, is there nowhere left for me?
Nowhere for me?

In the dark I make my own way, as I leave the town behind,
With delight, they all refuse me
Rejecting difference, not of their kind

And as the rain begins to fall it hides the tears on my face
I spy the faintest hope ahead,
I see the faintest light from a ramshackle place
A place called home
On the edge of town, a modest farm.
As if disowned, remote, closed-in but closed-out,
And now it's my only hope
Alone

***Tenant Farmers***
Come in inside lad, don't stand out in the rain
Room beside the fire lad, for us you'd do the same
It's like the Good Book says, we're all neighbours after all
We've nothing here to boast about but ..... we're glad you called

We'd love to hear your songs but can't afford to pay
Only bed and board if you still want to stay
There's a rabbit for the pot, and we won't go short of ale
So help yourself, take your fill.... let's hear your tale
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As the final farm receives me, the humblest abode
Like some parable of charity, those with least of all, offer most

Well I can't summon fire and brimstone but I curse their pride, I curse their town
For the tears I wept so bitterly, let calamity rain down

Begin the Fall!
Pride before a fall
Let calamity rain down. on them all
Let them sink beneath the gloom,
Asleep 'til Doom

They cast me out into the night
Their wealthy town, their weighty pride
Let calamity rain down, on them all
I curse them all!
Track Name: Rain Down
I can't summon fire and brimstone, but I curse their pride, I curse their town
For the tears I wept so bitterly, let calamity rain down

This wealthy town, they wear their pride
It draws them down 'neath the righteous tide
Let calamity reign now, for them all
Begin the Fall!
Track Name: A Wake in Yoredale
Fond farewell to friends as morning breaks
Now their lonely farm the only house by Semerwater Lake

Great & Good consumed by their own pride
For those with most now all is lost
Beneath the righteous tide

Yoredale's left behind, I travel free
So when it's dark and you hear a knock, it could be me

A wandering minstrel I with fiddle harp & rogueish smile
Bring you news, I'll sing for you,
A jester, healer, seer too

Gather round beside the fire
I'll perform to your heart's desire
Smiling all a sight to see
You'll not regret the time you spend you me
Oh, you'll not forget the time you spend with me.....