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CHRISTOPHER PARKER SMITH

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MUSIC ARTIST

Music

MUSIC

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Welcome to the music of Christopher Parker Smith, where sound is an escape for the soul. His first full length album, tiled "Love Hides Within," is being leased in the Spring of 2024. Listen to his latest album. Experience the magic of his music.

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LOVE HIDES WITH

Love Hides Within is the debut album by American composer, multi-instrumentalist Christopher Parker Smith. Recorded in San Francisco, Paris, and New York. Final mixing and mastering is being completed at London's Abbey Road Studios. Below are first blush demos of the finished work. Each demo will be followed by the finished work.

Lyrics

LYRICS

Your Last Lover

such a long road
a winding road
11 hours up the coast
a haunting
that still moves in me
I’m still swaying 
still swaying
slowly, with your ghost

can I come back
come back for your summer
I would spend my time
being 
your last lover

the winter sun it embers here the ending of your summer to catch and carry you my dear

if you would, please if you would please

please, just please pull under

can I come back
come back for your summer
I would spend my time
being 
your last lover

 

thoughts of you are every here
like the birds that soar above
on gilded wings 
I was just once
did you ever know 
know you were so loved

 

can I come back
come back for your summer
I would spend my time
being 
your last lover

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On and On

oh now little lover

take me home

pull me under your covers

and in the morning

when you are gone

I’ll linger on

 

from the days
when we first met

long road, turning rivulets,

slow train out to Montreal

I loved it all

 

somewhere beneath the skies

you turned around, love

you passed us by

oh, lover, what can I do

waiting for you

 

this goes
on and on and on and on

on and on and on and on

on and on and on and on
and on

from my mansard window

a harper’s song

she sings to me,
“where have all
these lovers gone?”

I’d tell her, lor, if I knew

but I’m waiting for you

 

I go
on and on and on and on

on and on and on and on

on and on and on and on

and on

 

so, oh now little lover

take me home
pull me under your covers

in the morning
when you are gone

I’ll linger on

 

I go
on and on and on and on

on and on and on and on

on and on and on and on
and on

Love Hides Within

the long road is warming under
the morning sun

the fields always cresting
over furrows deep within

i’m moving always
westward now

to the wheel, she endless spin

reminds me of
the things i’ve lost

the shadows i have been

can you tell me

- tell me all i’ve seen

 

she pours the drink
ever slowing says,
“Honey, how have you been?”

as beautiful as a sunrise and
i know she has a man

he works down
in the mill all day

pitching slag and rock

and most nights
he’s so damn tired

he’s broken from within

and she loves him so
- by God, she loves him so

well the night moves too swiftly though
the lights they burn within

we praise the bones
of love we lost and

friends we found again

stories deep in our memories

things we’d seen

the heartbreak of love long lost

the nights of feckless sin

and the morning
- too soon she moves on in

 

the long road is warming under
the morning sun

the fields always cresting
all the furrows deep within

i’m calling
always westward now

to the wheel, she endless spin

reminds me of
the things i’ve lost
and the love

- i hide within

love hides within...

Image by Matt Halls

On Paris Streets

I walked along Paris streets

Smile came across your face

Never has a charming man
so much

Want to see your place

And the cafes,
are they in bloom

Don’t they blossom for us
on these days

 

Are you still around

Just waiting

Are you waiting for me

Or have you found
some other town

To go and stagger 'round

Wandering like me

I walked alone Paris streets

Shadow fell upon our old place

Never has a drunken man
so much

Want to see your face

And the cafes,
are they in bloom

Do they blossom for us
on these days

 

Are you still around

Just waiting

Are you waiting over me

Have you found
some other town

Go and stagger 'round

Wandering like me

Are you now like me

Silent, is Unfound

A house that’s
on the hill
The lights off
The halls still
Have you long
Have you long gone

The floors there are worn from my year
Roaming wild,
I was so untamed
But, in you, I found a love
That I never named

Wish these words were spoken
Wish my voice
a strength so profound
In turn of phrase
where beauty is broken
And my love
Silent, it is unfound

There is a house that is
on the hill
The lights are off
The halls they are still

Somehow I know
You have long gone

 

Still, at night, don’t I drive
Just to slow
I slow past your lane.
Are you somewhere
Tracing the letters
Of my name


Wish these words were spoken
Wish my voice
a strength so profound
A turn of phrase
and beauty is broken
And my love
Silent, it is unfound

Image by Nathan McDine
Image by Clay Banks

Emma

let your coffee warm

rest my dear
it won’t be long

lay down
your dreams

take you from here

 

last time i saw you i wept

fell to my knees pleading

“heaven or hell you can take my soul”

it’s my love that is leaving

 

Emma, dearest Emma,
Emma, my dearest Emma

i’ll stay until you are fast asleep

until your sobs turn soft breathing

and leave behind all I have ever know,

all the love that was worth keeping

 

Emma, dearest Emma

Emma, dearest Emma
Emma, my dearest Emma

[Goodbye]

Into the Wild, Again

but, in the rear view

those mountains are like Zion

they are calling me

so drive on, lover
drive on

you don’t have to see me go

into the wild again

i’m into the wild again

i know it is over

sunlight falling in

like a lost, distant, lover

i know it is over

and with your morning done

why would you just go on?

because in the rear view

the mountains are like Zion

they are calling me

drive on, lover
drive on

you don’t have to see me go

into the wild again

i’m into the wild again

i know that it is over

sunlight falling in

like a lost, distant, lover

i know it is over

but in the morning dawn

couldn't you just drive on

because, in the rear view

the mountains are like Zion

they are leading me

so drive on, lover

drive on

you don't have to see me go

into the wild, again

i'm into the wild, again

my dear, such lovely, quiet grace

took time to find you here

a sea of roses in bloom

long before i wake

a perfume that haunts me

when you're not near

Beautiful Landscape
Image by Gabriella Clare Marino

Dear Wallflower

Cobblestones on your
big city streets

Your heels slow echo my pattered heart beat

To slow to see you blossom
in every lover’s kiss

It always ends in rivulets
On rose
On rose petal lips

 

See you standing
ah, away from the stage lights

Just swaying to the music,
you move to the rhythm
of the night

But when the evenings gone and you have taken to your bed

Do my notes echo
Like slow kisses
In your hands

 

Wallflower
Dear Wallflower


Maybe I’m nothing without you

Are you nothing without me

I’m nothing without you

It's painful for me to sing

I am
Nothing without you

 

Wallflower, I am just like you

Desperately wanting to get closer to

the moment I would step out of the lights,

to sway with you in my arms,

to go gently
unto the good night.

 

Wallflower
Dear Wallflower

Wallflower
Dear Wallflower

Contact

CONTACT

In a quiet way, I think you are lovely.​

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