I know. Yesterday was Music Monday. But I was in low power mode, and I bumped this one to make room for a quick, easy, and fitting one yesterday. And who says I cannot do more than one music post in a week? I make the rules, so I say what goes.
As with a lot of the music I adore, I was introduced Jane Siberry by a friend.
The album The Speckless Sky (1985) was my entry point, and I went on to get the previous releases (just two) and buy each album as she released more. I managed to see Siberry in concert at the Ark in Ann Arbor, sitting very close.
For all my fandom, I either missed entirely or just forgot that Brian Eno produced and collaborated on two tracks on her most famous and successful album: When I Was a Boy (1993).
This is one of my favorite songs from a great album, though The Speckless Sky remains my favorite, followed closely by this album and The Walking (1987).
Thanks for tuning in.
This is one of my favorite songs from a great album, though The Speckless Sky remains my favorite, followed closely by this album and The Walking (1987).
Thanks for tuning in.
Jane Siberry website
IIssa - Jane Siberry Instagram
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IIssa - Jane Siberry Instagram
Jane Siberry Official
"The Vigil (The Sea)" - Lyrics
Song by Jane Siberry ‧ 1993
sail ho heave ho come on let go your time on earth is over
i watch you sleeping on the bed i'm talking to your soul
did you ever think it'd be like this?
did you ever think you'd laugh so much?
did you ever think you'd have to try so hard?
oh...
i'm watching my sweet mama from my vigil on this chair
i close my eyes i feel a change...is this my lover here?
did you ever think it'd be like this?
did you ever think you'd walk away?
you and me running through the backstreets of the world
like a pack of hounds of two
wanting more and more love and how much is too much?
did you ever think we'd love so hard?
fighting hard and hurting worse
oh...you're sailing away...
*go away. just ignore them.*
next time i open my eyes...
is this my father here?
i know it's you because i recognize the smiling little boy
on the sunny front porch holding his mama's hand
remember when your mama said "we all need love"?
well...we ALL need love...
did you ever think you'd refuse love after all?
did you ever think you'd give love and then take it away?
and leave the lives around you in such shame and disarray and pain
it's alright
put your arms around my neck
hold me tight as we drift out now
while i have the stength of ten men
hold me close as we drift out into the darkness
pigeons rushing up past our heads
people in doorways
i think this is europe somewhere
you're so thin you're so light
don't let go hold me
...are these yours? or mine?
there is nothing i'd rather have than for you to put your hand upon my
forehead
just keep it there DON'T TAKE IT AWAY and tell me that even though you may
not like all
the things i do but say that you love my soul and remember me. remember me?
hold me close put your arms around my neck
as we drift out i've finished it
into the darkness you're so thin. it's only a movie...
run bambi run it's only a movie
brothers and sisters...fire...
i'm there and there's a body lying at the foot of it
hold me close we're moving out across the water now
and you're lying on this beach. sleeping
and a tyger's watching you from the edge of the jungle
and the sun through the leaves...and his stripes...and it's...
and you're sleeping and i'm watching and he's watching
and...you're so...beautiful...
sail ho heave ho come on let go your time on earth is over
you have done well it's time to rest i'm talking to your soul
did you ever think it'd be like this?
do you ever think we'll meet again?
how will i ever know it's you?
...maybe will it be the love that i'll feel...?
when i look into a stranger's eyes?
when i look into a...stranger's...eyes...
oh...you're sailing away
i keep my vigil on this chair
is this my lover here?
is this my brother here?
is this my baby?
is this me lying here
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Jane Siberry
The Vigil (The Sea) lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 2406.24 - 10:10
- Days ago: MOM = 3645 days ago & DAD = 299 days ago
- New note - On 1807.06, I ceased daily transmission of my Hey Mom feature after three years of daily conversations. I post Hey Mom blog entries on special occasions. I post the days since ("Days Ago") count on my blog each day, and now I have a second count for Days since my Dad died on August 28, 2024. I am now in the same time zone as Google! So, when I post at 10:10 a.m. PDT to coincide with the time of Mom's death, I am now actually posting late, so it's really 1:10 p.m. EDT. But I will continue to use the time stamp of 10:10 a.m. to remember the time of her death and sometimes 13:40 EDT for the time of Dad's death. The blog entry numbering in the title has changed to reflect total Sense of Doubt posts since I began the blog on 0705.04, which include Hey Mom posts, Daily Bowie posts, and Sense of Doubt posts. Hey Mom posts will still be numbered sequentially. New Hey Mom posts will use the same format as all the other Hey Mom posts; all other posts will feature this format seen here.
- Days ago: MOM = 3645 days ago & DAD = 299 days ago
- New note - On 1807.06, I ceased daily transmission of my Hey Mom feature after three years of daily conversations. I post Hey Mom blog entries on special occasions. I post the days since ("Days Ago") count on my blog each day, and now I have a second count for Days since my Dad died on August 28, 2024. I am now in the same time zone as Google! So, when I post at 10:10 a.m. PDT to coincide with the time of Mom's death, I am now actually posting late, so it's really 1:10 p.m. EDT. But I will continue to use the time stamp of 10:10 a.m. to remember the time of her death and sometimes 13:40 EDT for the time of Dad's death. The blog entry numbering in the title has changed to reflect total Sense of Doubt posts since I began the blog on 0705.04, which include Hey Mom posts, Daily Bowie posts, and Sense of Doubt posts. Hey Mom posts will still be numbered sequentially. New Hey Mom posts will use the same format as all the other Hey Mom posts; all other posts will feature this format seen here.

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