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Some Things  Aren’t  Meant To Last  

  ©2013 Fraser/Henderson

When was the last time you took a deep breath?
Gazed at the night sky, had a full days rest?
We rush around sometimes we can’t see,
 that it’s in this moment, where we should be.

When was the last time you talked to your Mom & Dad?
Saw your family or had a good laugh?
You chase that pot of gold, one day you’ll wake up old
Never having touched the rainbow,
You’re moving way too fast, some  things  aren’t meant to last;
 
   Snow, ice cream, childhood, sweet dreams,
   Summertime and a bottle of wine,
   Lazy Sunday, even Monday, finds you wishing fast for Friday,
   Now it’s in the past,
   Some things aren’t meant to last!

         Oh baby wake up, look at the moon
                and stars before they fade,
         Feel the pull of the moon, 
                 morning comes so soon.

When was the last time you took a deep breath?
Looked at the night sky?
Had a full days rest?
We rush around,  sometimes we can’t see
That it’s in this moment where we should be.

  Snow, ice cream, grown-up day-dream,
  Spring time, cherry-red wine
  How quick the kids grow,
  How fast the times go.
  Now is just the beginning,
  You’re moving way too fast,
  Some things aren’t meant to last!

It’ll Be Alright                   

Fraser/Henderson ©2012  

 Time to pass this way again, time to do it without falling down  
Tripping over traces, of all the pretty places that you go  

I recognize this road. It used to be smooth now it starts to erode  
Much use, much neglect, little potholes become bigger yet…  

It’ll be all right when the sun comes up,  
it’ll be all right when the day becomes the night,  
And I’m not waiting for the sound,  
of your footsteps coming ‘round….  

All the lovers say call in a truce and call it a day,  
Recognize the difference in their eyes and say that you will,  
Throw off this life of bitterness, throw down the disguise….  

It’ll be all right when the sun comes up,  
it’ll be all right when the day becomes the night,  
And I’m not waiting for the sound,  
of your footsteps coming ‘round….  

It’ll be alright when the sun comes up  
It’ll be alright when the sun comes up  

It’ll be alright when, It’ll be alright when  
It’ll be alright when the sun comes up.

Wedding by the Lakeside         

©2013 Fraser/Henderson
 

He came down from Chapperon Mountain
Down to the lake for a summer job
That’s when he met the girl from town
And they set about falling in love…
            Every evening when the work was done
            They’d meet by the lake to have some fun
            The cry of the loon, the rustling grass
            They tried to make the summer last
 
They dreamed of a Wedding by the Lakeside
They'll fire up the barbeque,
Invite all their friends to see them kiss and say “I do”…
 
Come winter, back on the mountain,
He thinks of his girl and the days he’s counting,
They try to call, they try to write letters,
But its just so hard to get together-
            But in the summer their love grows fast,
            Its like no time has passed,
            The old folks watch them and say,
            “those two are getting married some day”
 
They’ll have a Wedding by the Lakeside,
They'll fire up the barbeque,
Invite all their friends to see them kiss and say “I do”…
 
He booked the lake, but started to worry,
She baked the cake, but thought, “what’s the hurry?”
He has the mountain, she has the town,
Who are they kidding tryin’ to tie each other down?
            They turn the corner and the lake’s in view,
            They see each other, and they know what’s true,
            Their summer love has grown up now,
            All they have to do is take their vows…
 
They’re having a Wedding by the Lakeside
They've fired up the barbeque
All of their friends are here to see them kiss and say “I do”…
“I do”
 

Storm Watch            

Fraser/Henderson ©2008  

In a wild place , wind in my hair  
Dark cloud above threatening to break  
Tie everything down ‘cause it’s gonna blow  
These ropes and wires, I sure hope they’ll hold  

     You’ll never know when a mountain  
          storm will come up and take you,  
     You’ll never know what’s in those  
           cards so you’d better be grateful…..  

I have a safe place, a warm embrace,  
Late summer day keeping winter at bay.  
I’ve come far enough to see a little mystery,  
Lived long enough to know what fills my soul…  
You’ll never know when a mountain  
storm will come up and take you,  

       You’ll never know what’s in those  
          cards so you’d better be grateful…  

In this timeless place there’s a path we trace,  
Made by those who have come before.  
And in the song we sing we hear their echoing,  
By the sacred fire our hearts reach higher...  

       You’ll never know when a mountain  
          storm will come up and take you,  
       You’ll never know what’s in those  
          cards so you’d better be grateful… 

  

 

Bitter Side          

Fraser/Henderson ©2008

I left it all behind me when I followed a dream, 
I left you for the bitter side of town
I didn’t know ahead of me a rocky road did lay, 
I left you for the bitter side of town

Oh love was sweet and love was fine 
 but he had other things in mind,
 I fell on the bitter side of town.
What was true became twisted through, 
and now I realize I’m living on the bitter side of town.

Well I lost my way, but I can say that love will be my saving grace
When I say goodbye, to the bitter side of town.

The warmth of a family , the company of friends, 
I left them for the bitter side of town.
I crave all these comforts I carelessly lost,
I’ve been hurtin’, I’ve been hurtin’ on the bitter side of town.

Pink Twilight                

Fraser/Henderson ©2008 

In the pink twilight, somebody crashed, 
There was a big, loud noise, 
The sound of breaking glass. 
She came running down in a river of tears, 
In the pink twilight where nobody hears… 

In the pink twilight, the flowers are pretty and bold, 
Blinding brilliance, glittering gold. 
All this could just slip away, 
Heartache and beauty, 
shades of grey… 

Bridge        Out of habit, we don’t see, 
        All this beauty and all this peace… 

In the pink twilight, a woman stands, 
Completely still, but for her trembling hand, 
She reaches out, longing to keep, 
Moments in amber, 
To dream of in sleep. 

Bridge        Out of habit, we don’t see, 
        All this beauty and all this peace…

Muddy River                 

Fraser/Henderson ©2008 

Muddy river, rolling away 
Take these troubles and come back another day 
My baby’s walking through a dark place 
Muddy river, wash it away 

We joined our lives, and we built this house 
Raised our kids, thought we’d figured it out 
How to live our lives with a little peace 
Now I find myself at the river’s mouth 

          Oh river deep, oh river wide 
          Help me keep my hopes alive 
          There’s nothing in my life 
          That’s why the river feels so right 

Water flows by every day 
Always moving, never the same 
Don’t always know strength, till it starts to fade 
So I come to the river, and I come to pray 

And I wonder where we go from here 
And I wonder if it will ever be clear 
To these muddy waters, I offer my tears 
Muddy river, take us from here 

          Oh river deep, oh river wide 
          Help me keep my hopes alive 
          There’s nothing in my life 
          That’s why the river feels so right 

          Oh river deep, oh river wide 
          Help me keep my hopes alive 
          There’s nothing in my life 
          That’s why the river feels so right...

 

 

Stones                                 

Fraser/Henderson ©2013 

Passing through like satellites 
Constant orbit day and night 
Unknown but sharing a path 
We never manage to escape from the past 

I give this stone to you 
To mark my passing through... 

New name, new place 
Same heart can’t erase 
Memories of a world gone mad 
Small traces of what we had 

I give this stone to you 
To mark my passing through 

Carry it for me, carry it for me now 
You are what I left, a choice that gives no rest 
Carry it for me, carry it for me now 

Cool day, light breeze 
Shadows move through trees 
Blindly, we feel for the way 
Nameless, I look for my place 

I give this stone to you 
To mark my passing through... 

Green light and rocks 
Clean air, clear thoughts 
I start again right here 
The pretender can disappear 

I give this stone to you 
To mark my passing through 

Carry it for me, carry it for me now 
You are what I left, a choice that gives no rest 

Carry it for me, carry it for me now, 
Carry it for me, carry it for me now...

Waterloo               

Fraser/Henderson © 2014 

Meet me underneath the overhang, 
at the foot of Waterloo, 
on the sandstone rocks. 
We will watch the city come to life with light, 
after the setting sun fades from the glowing hulls, 
of the ships at rest in English bay, 
their anchor lines pointing the way, 
the tide is running... 

I will remind you, there will be better days, 
I will come find you, 
No matter what they say... 

Let them laugh, let them talk, 
they can't take my love away, 
time will pass, I can dream, 
and I won't give this love away. 
All because of you 
All because of you 

Point Grey Road is quiet now, 
the houses still stand so tall, 
but look, see how that tree has grown. 
We'd laugh and play in a heady haze, 
meet at the beach at the end of day, 
to watch the sun go down. 
It burns as hot as it did then- 
but we ll never have those days again, 
so please remember... 

Oh, you remind me, of those happy days, 
You are inside me, 
everything you said. 

Let them laugh, let them talk, 
they can't take my love away, 
time will pass, I can dream, 
and I won't give this love away. 
All because of you 
All because of you

Wait'll Be Over    

Fraser/Henderson © 2014

Her eyes on the ticking clock,
turn the calendar, check the lock,
count the minutes, count the days,
this is the way she spends her time...
but the waitin' is fine

He left in his fishing vest,
packed the tackle box, rod and net,
he got that far-away look in his eye,
thinking about casting that line...
hopes the fishing is fine

    Time has a funny habit of slowing down,
    when the one you love is not around...
    but it'll be over,
    the wait will be over,
    then we'll be wrapped in the arms of love,
    this wait will be over

Still water and the sun is shining,
birds singing and the fish are rising,
there's a tug on the line,
a tug on his heart...
so perfect when he rows back home,
from wherever he roams.

    Time has a funny habit of slowing down,
    when the one you love is not around,
    but it'll be over,
    the wait will be over,
    then we'll be wrapped in the arms of love,
    this wait will be over