Cloud Factory-June Tabor

June Tabor's beautiful rendition of Bill Caddick's song from her At The Woods Heart album. The song really has little to do with clouds forming in nature but i adore clouds and taking photographs where they are often the dominant feature and i adore this song. If you find they distract then just close your eyes. You might find the heavenly singing even better.
Al the photos are mine from various places around New South Wales, coast and country.

[@Isaveumoneyonmtrates]

This is a lovely moving song beautifully sung by June ❤️ 🙏 ☁️

[@haroldbeaver9480]

I love this song. I recently lost my dear dad and this song says it all for me. I miss him dearly. What a lovely voice and the song is performed with much feeling. I first came across this song this week while listening to the radio in my kitchen. I was putting my fathers picture into a frame and was arranging it on the mantlepiece. I feel this song , coming on the radio at that precise moment was a gift from Dad. I love you dearly Dad. x

[@johncampbell439]

My Dad has been gone for 55 years - he died when I was 10. I"ve always wished I could have had him much much longer. There are so many things I would like to ask him. Perhaps I'll get the chance someday.

[@trw5653]

I recently donated my dad's coat... But kept two casual jackets... My dad was my hero

[@trw5653]

my dad was a policeman... my mum was a nurse..,. 4 children :)

[@jamesbrucesinclair]

OK, so at the age of 30 this is my first (and potentially only) KZbin comment. But I just have to comment on how stunningly beautiful this song is. I first came across it on a 'best of folk' CD I picked up on a whim to get me through the long drive home to the north of Scotland. I can tell you exactly where I was on the road when this song came on as after the first verse I just had to pull over, tears in my eyes and listen to it right through twice. The instrumentation, the vocal and the lyrics are just so perfect. I've played it to quite a few folk over the years from classically trained pianists to the most dedicated metal heads and it has never failed to move everyone of them.

[@garyhosty]

thats more than enough out of you - yadder yadder yadder...sorry, you are right. its beautiful.

[@chrisneil1225]

I can't listen to this without seeing the vacant lost gaze of my father... his cloud was burst and the sun stopped shining, who wants to live in constant rain..............

[@MrBlindmans]

What a lovely sentiment.

[@seanhansford9642]

still love this

[@johnquinn671]

One of the most moving and beautiful songs I've ever heard perfectly delivered.

[@walt4670]

My father worked in the Cloud Factory, He'd come home wreathed in dreams each day My Mother took his cloudy clothes To wash the smell of dreams away. She'd scold and say "you and your dreams, They're just for kids and fools like you." But Father he'd just wink his eye and smile and say "Are you sure that's true?" My Mother thought him fanciful, She used to chide him all the while, But me, I thought him wonderful, Do anything to see him smile. I used to hear him singing low, The words are with me to this day: "You have to hold on to your dreams or else they simply slip away". Chorus My Father taught me how to sing. He sang that dreams were everything, Can't be bought and can't be sold, More than silver,more than gold. The last time I saw him ill and dying, The only time I saw him cry. Too late for dreams to come true now, As he watched his last clouds rolling by. Back home she opened windows wide, And let the clouds out strand by strand Til all but one had blown away and I caught and kept it in my hand. My Mother doesn't do much lately With no more clouds to clear away. since they closed the factory down No dreams seem to drift this way. I found her sitting alone and still, at first I thought her fast asleep. But Father's coat lay in her lap and around her feet the dreams lay deep. Chorus She said "He taught me how to sing...... Sometimes I pass the disused factory And gaze into the empty sky, and if I let the fancy lead me A dream or two comes drifting by. Oh I'll teach my children how to sing, To sing that dreams are everything, Can't be bought and can't be sold, More than silver, More than gold.

[@Isaveumoneyonmtrates]

Thank you for writing the words out of this beautiful song ❤️ 🙏

[@walt4670]

@Isaveumoneyonmtrates My father-in-law passed a little over 11 years ago now. He was one of the most wonderful human beings; an endlessly dedicated husband, father, farmer, thinker... and monument to dreaming. Sometimes still when we're out visiting my mother-in-law on that quiet farm, where the dairy cows have all been sold and only dogs and a few chickens run around and we spend the day working on some repair on the small, cracking ancient house (the same, but so different now than the one my wife grew up in), this is a song I think of.

[@paulnowell6451]

My great grandma is a tabor on my dad side

[@gabridelux453]

I am glad i found this, I never heard so beautiful lyrics... I wish that my clouds never leave me alone

[@chrisbartram3586]

Thank you, Bill, for this and many, many other songs. Thank you for being my friend and, in so many ways, my mentor. Sleep well and, for your boatman, choose old John o' Dreams.

[@adriennekraft2381]

She makes this song magical! Also listen to Bill Caddick sing his own song. He is a fine guitarist, singer-songwriter.

[@timoconnor2866]

The photographs are really good and understated. When I first heard this song on local radio I contacted the station: "What was THAT??" And then I went out and ordered it. June immerses herself in the song. The memories of the father are aching (!) but the song is very uplifting: Follow your dreams. (Or you will only be getting in the way!😊 ).

[@blondechild666]

When my heart stops breaking id love to say how beautiful this is...thank you june,and thank you for putting this on xxxxx

[@brianoreilly239]

Such a beautifully poignant song , a wonderful rendition by June with such subtle accompaniment from guitar maestro Martin Simpson and Andy Cutting on accordion adding the 'finishing touches' to the song.

[@sonjonbobis]

we used to pass a cement works in cumbria that bellows out pure whitE smoke, I'VE ALWAYS TOLD MY KIDS THAT IT WAS A CLOUD FACTORY.

[@davytheravy]

Beautiful - this is better than as good as it gets - makes me cry every time I hear it. What a performance - what more can I say?

[@seanhansford9642]

Fantastic Lyrics... Love this track as just discovered

[@ender26]

I've never heard this song before....It's achingly beautiful. Will definately be checking out more of her stuff and the author's. Thanks for the post.

[@glamstarlady]

Beautiful song, marvellous singing, perfect photographic support. :-)

[@crc778Hypnodoc]

Absolutely beautiful song and great rendition

[@tishierkrisis]

June Tabor is one of my favorite artists, Wales, in the UK, is one of my favorite places. New South Wales... Never been there but it looks beautiful. Hope to get there one day :-) Greetings from Belgium. Oh, and thanks for the upload!

[@andreasegde]

Beautiful lyrics.

[@neacht]

@leaningoak Same here. Gorgeous song, beautifully sung.

[@leaningoak]

I learned all the chords and words ... but I can't get through it ... it evokes such memories of my dad that I choke every time I try to attempt it.

[@chrisneil1225]

Men live in their dreams and women are pretty good at dispelling them usually because they are so busy taking care of the hum drum daily life. But men need to dream to live... my mother had a degree in shattering my dad's dreams... we all knew they were never going to happen... but it wasn't about us.. it was about him, Ladies of the canyon.... let us dream we know its folly.. it doesn't mean we love you any less.......

[@NigelParryMusic]

Brings a tear to my eye singing or listening to this song. Wonderful. Tweeted; twitter.com/NigelMusicNZ

[@trw5653]

police are not as they were... nurses too

[@trw5653]

disillusioned... I taught my kids what they disregarded... politicians win