A song about missing my wife, and finding her in the pages of my notebook.
lyrics
Rough sketches in my notebook, from when you were away, I tried to find your figure, I tried to find your face. You walked across the thin grey lines, still and silent on the page, wading through the depths of swirling stories, like a swimmer in the the poets bay. Like a siren singing songs of honest heartbreak.
Steer my weary hand, take me further than I planned, show me the darkest hour of night, so by day I see the light.
Waiting at home don’t feel the same, if you’re not coming home again.
Tough talk about the future, and troubles of the past, as long as we’ve held fast together, the trouble never lasts. You are the swimmer in the the poets bay. The siren singing songs of honest heartbreak.
Steer my weary hand, take me further than I planned, show me the darkest hour of night, so by day I see the light.
Waiting at home don’t feel the same, if you’re not coming home again.
Just found this by chance in the "if you like David Stone... section" - It's a beautifully warm record, clean and smooth, but without being polished to a shine. Perfect walking-in-Autumn record. David Stone
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