About This Song:
This is one of those songs that truly chose me to write it. I was driving up the Hudson river near Peekskill, NY and the moon was just hypnotically filling the sky and reflected off of the Hudson. I was reflective as well because my elderly next door neighbor Charlie, had just lost his wife. She just passed away suddenly. They’d been together for something like 50 years. We really are just visitors here. Life can change in moments. And then, life went on as it always does. As it will do after each of us takes the path we all must take…
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The Moon On The River
Song #138 | 9/15/1989 |
The moon on the river
Is sapphire, pearl and silver
As it penetrates the windshield of my car
As I drive along the highway
It tags along beside me
And seems to call me upwards to the stars
I’ve passed this way before
And I will again I’m sure
As the same old questions rise to haunt at me…
And you hear oh so many stories
of Love and all the “glory”
Why is it all so hard sometimes to see?
I walk roads that I’ve been told
Are rough and rocky kinds of roads
But out here on the road,
Despite the stories I’ve been told
I find it straight and smooth
And green with growing grass
Charlie, next door…
Well he lost his wife before
He really had a chance to say goodbye
And the neighbors and the friends
We did our best to comprehend
What it’s like to stay behind when your best friend flies
I walk roads that I’ve been told
Are rough and rocky kinds of roads
But out here on the road,
Despite the stories I’ve been told
I find it straight and smooth
And green with growing grass
And the children still will play
Despite those who pass away
And each life that’s left must learn to carry on
we’re so full of who we are
We’re the dust of long dead stars
And the salmon still fight their way upstream to spawn…
We walk roads that we’ve been told
Are rough and rocky kinds of roads
But out there on the road,
Despite the stories we’ve been told
We find it straight and smooth
And green with growing grass
Copyright 1989-2015 by Mark Shepard. All Rights Reserved. Used with permission.
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