Uploaded May 2022 | Updated September 2026, 1 day ago
Uke Heads is my new album... and I'm inviting you to play and sing on it! The album is accompanied by a series of 1,879 portraits of the ukulele. The idea is simple: buy a Uke Head, play on the album. Uke Heads go on sale June 1, 2022 at noon PST at https://www.ukeheads.com.
Join me live every Thursday in May at noon Pacific Time for Q&A about the project.
Links:
Website: ukeheads.com
Facebook: facebook.com/ukeheadsmusic
Twitter: twitter.com/ukeheadsmusic
Uke Heads is my new album... and I'm inviting you to play and sing on it! The album is accompanied by a series of 1,879 portraits of the ukulele. The idea is simple: buy a Uke Head, play on the album. Uke Heads go on sale June 1, 2022 at noon PST at https://www.ukeheads.com.
Join me live every Thursday in May at noon Pacific Time for Q&A about the project.
Links:
Website: ukeheads.com
Facebook: facebook.com/ukeheadsmusic
Twitter: twitter.com/ukeheadsmusic
![Uke Heads - The Night [Official Video]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/K_o2Q-Sr7ec/mqdefault.jpg "Uke Heads - The Night [Official Video]
Join the band! https://www.ukeheads.com
Listen to our first single, Lie Di Die: https://youtu.be/It7rl5Cq36M
Lyrics below...
The Night was written by James Hill and performed by Uke Heads, a worldwide ukulele collective. Learn more about how Uke Heads works: https://www.ukeheads.com/about
Video by Marta Vorontsova: https://www.instagram.com/_imagikali_/
THE NIGHT
By James Hill
Performed by Uke Heads
The nighttime is to lovers
What the sea is to the sailor
What a dream is to a dreamer
Like you
And the bridle to the rider
Is what the thorn is to the briar
What the glove is to the fighter
All bruised
Fortune is to the beggar
What today is to forever
What the wing is to the prayer
Oh oh
And the is lie to the liar
What the fan is to the fire
What a good wine is to desire
Oh oh
Weve been gone, gone so long
Weve been gone, gone so long
Only the night knows who we really are
Two satellites in freefall round a star
Only the night knows who we really are
Oo ooo
The world is to the wanderer
What fall is to the summer
what a son is to a father
Oh oh
And dreams are to the tired
What the song is to the choir
What the bird is to the wire
Oh oh
Weve been gone, gone so long
Weve been gone, gone so long
Only the night knows who we really are
Two satellites in freefall round a star
Only the night knows who we really are
Oo ooo
Only the night knows who we really are
Two satellites in freefall round a star
Only the night knows who we really are
Oo ooo")
