David McWilliams
epitaph
Fast as the day is winding down
the night dark as a river
a mist before my weary eyes
no saviour to deliver
an empty mask the easel stands
no painter's breath to help her
no priest to ease her solitude
no Christ to be her shelter
my tainted blood may serve as hate
to those who live in waiting
unborn undead time murdered me
a child of her creating
time like a running tomb pursues
her whispers softly call me
awake me not my dreams are done
let sleep forgive my folly
- :
- The Days of David McWilliams
- Playlist: The Best of David McWilliams
- The Best of the EMI Years
- The Love Generation
- Sounds of the Sixties: 20 Swinging Hits
- Peace & Love: The Woodstock Generation
- Psychedelia
- Children of the Revolution
- Decades: The Story of the 60’s / 70’s / 80’s
- Heartbeat Summer
- Sixties Top 100
- Sixties Top 100, Volume 2
- Sixty Sensational Sixties Hits, Volume 3
- Ulli Wengers One Hit Wonder, Volume 7
- David McWilliams, Volume 3
- Hit History, Volume 13: 1967
- Hit History, Volume 14: 1968
- Romantic Rock & Love Ballads
- Psychedelic Perceptions
- David McWilliams, Volume 2