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Behind the Song
This song started with the music. Here’s the opening entry for this song in my journal, dated May 31, 2022:
“So I’ve got a riff, a melody, with C Am for verse, F C prechorus, Am F G chorus I like, but no song concept yet.
“My first thought was a forlorn ex-lover ‘twilight is breaking.’ [For the first line of the song.]
“But now I’m thinking I’d like to set a scene, paint a picture of a place, maybe a bar at closing, maybe describe a cast of characters.”
As you can hear, this song never did evolve into a musical version of Cheers. But my journal continues with snatches of imagery, including “Sea salt tang on the breeze. Soft peak white caps on the evening sea” … “Sipping a summer apricot ale” … “Kindle a fire in the pit, twists of newspaper crackle ablaze, firing coals which glow like dying red suns.”
These images sprang from my memories of living in a house on the Salish Sea, back when my wife and I were first married. These images multiplied and crowded out random characters. So I decided to make the song about an idyllic version of that time in our lives, travelling to one summer evening, after a long day’s work, which passes gently into night.
Lyrics
Sweat coats my forehead like varnish on pine the sunset makes everything shine My body is weary but my spirit is free 'cause I'm finally where I want to be Floating away on a bottle of beer and the smell of the seaweed-strewn sea Bright is the moon on the ocean white are the waves on the sea night when my love lies waiting waiting for me, waiting for me The sea grass is swaying with the on-shoring breeze as you balance a book on your knees I burrow my toes in the heat of the sand my neck stroked by your smooth-skinned hands Bright is the moon on the ocean white are the waves on the sea night when my love lies waiting waiting for me, waiting for me The ferry is smoothing the waves from the sea soft-peak white caps plowed to foam I'm going nowhere but straight to your side your anchor's the key to my home The stars start to kindle in the deep lilac sky pulsing with the promise of life Our voices mingle with the murmuring surf they rise and they fall back to earth We follow the breeze to the shore of our bed where our bodies and spirits are wed Bright is the moon on the ocean white are the waves on the sea night when my love lies waiting waiting for me, waiting for me
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