Paradise Deferred [early demo]

Words & music (c) David Harley

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Wounded hearts and guilty pleasures
Walking home too late at night
Ecstatic pain and hidden treasure
Gardens in the early morning light
Ghostly in the morning light

Wanting you was all too easy
Having you was mostly pain
Yet I’m here at your back door
To make that same mistake again
That same mistake again

We never were so close to heaven
Hopes of paradise deferred
We may not meet again this side of heaven
Hoping for more would be absurd
More would be absurd

 

 

Breathe, My Lute (Trad2Mad)

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Version with lute – well, guitar – here

David Harley

When the next wave breaks

Words & Music (c) David Harley

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Pretty much made up as I went along, so I’ll probably be doing more work on it.

When the Next Wave Breaks 

I’m nothing but a ripple
A stone thrown in the sea
When the next wave breaks
You can’t tell where I’ve been

There’s a change in the weather
There’s a restless angry sea
There’s no changing you
But there’s surely been a change in me

I’ll take that lonesome highway
By the light of a lonesome moon
You know the sooner you start crying
The sooner I’ll be gone

When the sun is going down
And the moon begins to rise
I’ll be so far down the road
There’s no shadow left behind

There might be just one woman
Could make me want to stay
If you were her, my bag
Would not be packed today