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WAITING ALL NIGHT (for this dance)
by Derek MacNeill
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Walking on an island in the middle of the sea,
Looking at a sky just you and me,
And you never let me go.
Looking at the evening that was casting quite a spell,
Jewels on the water as we drank from a well,
And you never let me go.
Sifting through the people and I catch your eye,
Smiling as you look at me and I know why
You never let me go.
Later in the evening in a very crowded room
The man said the next song's just for me, and you
Never let me go.
Waiting all night for this dance,
Waiting all night for the chance
To tell you I think you should know
There is no reason to go.
Standing in the corner someone handed me champagne.
I saw the city laughing through the pouring rain,
And you never let me go.
Later in the centre of this very crowded room
There was silence all around us as we danced to this tune,
And you never let me go.
Waiting all night for this dance,
Waiting all night for the chance
To tell you I think you should know
There is no reason to go.
copyright Derek MacNeill 1986 From the LP/CD "Geography of the Mind"
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MISERY
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You know that I love you, I always will,
Never stop thinking about you, girl.
I want you, I need you with all my heart,
But, never so much since we've been apart.
I can't sleep at night,
You're always on my mind,
Think I hear you, think I see you, but I only find
Misery, oh misery.
I know I should have been able to see
All the warnings you gave to me.
I missed a few lessons but just the same
I never thought we would end up this way.
I don't know what to do
To try to make you see,
You know deep inside you're the only girl for me.
Misery, oh misery.
It's no longer "us"; it's just you and me.
It's something I thought I'd never see.
I'm walking these streets in pouring rain
Wondering if ever I'll be here again.
I don't know what to do,
I'm feeling so upset,
Got to get you back and get rid of this
Misery, oh misery.
copyright Derek MacNeill 1986 From the LP/CD "Geography of the Mind"
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JUST A LITTLE WHILE
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If I could take roses and place them in your hair
Do you think that I'd be crying
When I see you smiling all your dreams away?
In a pool of water
You wash in the waves.
Still, I'd like to stay just a little while.
A song and starry night,
How the moonlight lit your face
And brought my eyes to rest upon your chosen lace!
You lend it to the wind,
I wrap you on my skin, I can't help wondering
If we're going to stay just a little while.
The woman that you are,
You beckon me to come from this island in the sea.
When I hold you close
I know I'm not alone.
I look up at the sky and wander in your eyes
Just a little while.
And the woman that you are,
You take my hand and run from this shell upon the sand,
To gaze into the night,
Which is nothing more than light,
When I look up at the sky and wander in your eyes
Just a little while.
copyright Derek MacNeill 1986 From the LP/CD "Geography of the Mind"
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LOUISA
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Finished harvest in the countryside,
My back is sore, but I don't want rest.
My work is done and my wallet's full,
Take a train into Montparnasse.
I meet this girl
I met last year.
It's never been so easy before
To have someone so near.
Louisa, oh Louisa, do you believe me when I say,
Louisa, oh Louisa, I want to be with you today?
Not very far from St.-Germain-des-Pres,
Where they roast chestnuts when it’s cold,
I meet this girl in a small cafe.
The food is cheap and the lights are low.
She looks so good,
She makes me feel so fine,
Walking down Saint Michel can't help think
Maybe she'll be mine.
Louisa, oh Louisa do you believe me when I say,
Louisa, oh Louisa I want to have you every day?
I ask this girl to stay with me.
I maybe poor, but I do my best.
I didn't even think that she'd agree,
Her with fancy jewels and evening dress.
But she knew me well.
She let me know
That it was me she loved
But she said she must say no.
Louisa, oh Louisa, do you believe me when I say,
Louisa, oh Louisa, I'm never going to let you get away?
copyright Derek MacNeill 1986 From the LP/CD "Geography of the Mind"
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FIRE IN THE BASEMENT
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There's a fire in the basement.
Does anyone know
If the lovers down there will get out?
I hear they were married
Not one week ago,
But no one has seen them about.
Will their love survive this catastrophe?
Who will save them from the powers that be?
There's a fire in the basement,
Does anybody know the cause?
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There's a fire in the basement.
You watch and you see
The fire won't last long.
Here are the men
Who put the fire out.
They're streetwise and they're strong.
Will the lovers survive this catastrophe?
Who will save them from the powers that be?
There's a fire in the basement,
Does anybody know the cause?
copyright Derek MacNeill 1986 From the LP/CD "Geography of the Mind"
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LET IT RIDE
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Reagan's on the front page, Mulroney's on the next,
Speculation on Wall Street is breathing down our necks.
A tanker off of somewhere is going up in flames,
The customers at the self-serve are enraged.
They want to stand up, but they weren't taught that at school,
For all of the changes that we're going through...
Let it ride, let it roll, let it come, let it go
I wake up in the morning the mailman at my door.
I get so much junk mail I could open up a store.
Here a sale, there a sale, the next one's always best,
And if you're really into it - charge it.
And the kids playing outside in the yard
Sing hush-a-hush-a we all fall down...
Let it ride, let it roll, let it come, let it go
I was walking down a boulevard in 1976
On the north side of Paris where young girls play tricks.
I'd never been so happy just to be alive,
But now when I think about it I want to break down and cry.
Since I've been home, the prodigal son,
I watch all my heroes scatter and run...
Let it ride, let it roll, let it come, let it go
Now, if I was the president with the presidential seal
Or even Paul Simon with my kodachrome appeal,
I'd stand up on that podium, you've heard it all before,
I spiel my liquid promises, watch them spill through the door
Into the ring, where the world is watching on,
To see if the champion is going to hang on...
Let it ride, let it roll, let it come, let it go
You say you've got problems, well, welcome to the club.
I've never known anyone who isn't thinking of
The cards they are handed and the sorry plight
Of playing out a game in the middle of the night.
But I can see in a most peculiar way
Tomorrow is a brand new day...
Let it ride, let it roll, let it come, let it go
copyright Derek MacNeill 1986 From the LP/CD "Geography of the Mind"
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TORREMOLINOS
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Sitting in a cafe
On the south coast of Spain
She looked out the window
Said, "there they are again
Don't they look likeangels
Carried by the wind
The last ray of sunlight
Caught on their wings?"
Shesaid, "I love to watch them
Open wing and fly"
I said, "I agree"
As I looked into her eyes
I thought about the time
In this lonely town
I fed them bread
For their little song
She told me, "in the morning
When the light's breaking through the haze
I have seen a black bird
These past few days
Thestrangest sight you'd ever see
Doesn't move, just looks at me
With such a wild tranquility
I wonder if it flies?"
She took me to a garden
Past a broken hedge
And along a pathway
To a meadow in the hills
The night was warm, the air wassweet
I didn't have a care
Her laughter was a song
In the evening air
High into the meadow
Beneath a moon-white sky
She grabbed my hand and ran
The free one madly flying
Across a field whirling
Until we were unwound
And falling as we landed
Breathlesson the ground
I saw her in a way
I had never known
I saw that she was trembling
Though it wasn't cold
I saw the wind weaving
Theeveninglike lace
That came undone
Around her pretty face
The wind became a breath
And the clouds became a sigh
I couldn'treallytell
If we were laughing or we cried
As the rhythm of the earth
Droned across the sky
Like the skin of a drum
Played by a passer-by
When Iawoke
She'd gone
I called out her name
In the breaking dawn
There was no one in the garden
Or past the broken hedge
Or along the pathway
To the meadow in the hills
I left one early morning
When I got the call
Standing on my ship
I saw beyond the bow
Soaring so wild and free
In sunlight above the sea
Two open wings that looked to me
Likeherblack bird had flown
copyright Derek MacNeill 1986. From the LP/CD "Geography of the Mind"
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GIRL IN A FIELD
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Come the morning,
In a field where flowers touch the sky
She walks to the sea.
And the morning
Is painted in the colours of her dress
That flows in the breeze.
And her laughter
Rising in the sunlight with the gulls
That glide in the air.
And she dances,
Her body brushes up against the seeds
That fly here and there.
And her eyes are
Full of light,
And her world is
Full of life.
Come the morning,
Running with a bouquet in her hand,
The flowers she cut are wild.
In the new sun,
Skipping over fences in a field
That leave a child behind.
And her eyes are
Full of light,
And her world is
Full of life.
copyright Derek MacNeill 1986 From the LP/CD "Geography of the Mind"
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FOREVER WHEN WE ARE YOUNG
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September wind spills over the mountains
And over the mountains a new season comes.
Leaving behind the hot summer nights,
The hot summer nights that we've come to love.
(chorus)
You go your way and I'll go mine,
And here's to someday when we meet again.
Deep in the mountains the summer sun shines
Forever when we are young.
Rivers and lakes freeze in the winter
But come the spring when the snow thaws
New eyes see the beauty before them
In the hot summer nights that we've come to know.
(chorus)
In from the ocean a new season enters.
Suitcases are packed and the buses are full.
We're each on a journey, we think of the fire
That was ever so bright and ever so warm.
(chorus)
Namu, Chetwyn, Glacier and Golden,
Old Rogers Pass and Ocean Falls,
Bella Coola, Quesnel and up in Prince Rupert
Generations have come, generations have gone.
(chorus)
September wind spills over the mountains
And over the mountains a new season comes.
We're leaving behind the hot summer nights,
The hot summer nights that we've come to love.
You go your way and I'll go mine,
And here's to someday when we meet again.
Deep in the mountains the summer sun shines
Forever when we are young.
copyright Derek MacNeill 1986 From the LP/CD "Geography of the Mind"
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