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David Heavenor: Music

THE NIGHT WINDOW

(David Heavenor)
Heavenor/Ross PRS/MCPS
Album: Another Eden

Written in Brougham Place near Tollcross in the early hours where I wish I could say I was gazing across a lovely view of starlit Edinburgh. However the flat faced onto a tenement block and you could just catch a vague glimpse of the Meadows, the expansive park in the Southside district. I got the name Blaise from Blaise Pascal the philosopher who I was reading at the time and I had been discussing the 'principalities and powers' which work on us all with my friend Donald, referred to in the writings of Paul (the Apostle) in one his letters. I worked on the song with my friend Ricky in The Netherbow Theatre were I worked as we were planning some concerts there and were in a band. This is yet another song which I didn't complete till many years later (2008!) when we got together and finished it in his house in Glasgow.

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I was standing by the window
Gazing out to meet the dawn
The silence spoke of all those evenings
When I wanted you back home
My head spun around
My eyes hit the ground
What is this love for?
And a stranger smiled
And opened wide a door

How could I see, how could I find you?
Three thousand miles between our lives
How could I hold, how could I touch you?
With my body set against this sky
Oh my dearest of friend
Is this the start or the end?
Two years in a glance
Will that stranger ever teach us how to dance

Soft sad eyes, a pale white skin
A dark and lovely world to win
Only to lose, only to lose
What can I say, what can I write?
My pen is bleeding onto white
For you to choose, for you to choose.

In the long summer days
I saw you dreaming of Blaise
In the dark winter nights
I can’t reach you
In the long summer days I saw you dreaming of Blaise
In the dark winter nights I can’t reach you, I can’t see you

Now I feel so close beside you
But how I feel so far way
And with ten thousand powers upon us
I pray protection on your way
Go walk down your path
Don’t turn around and look back
I’ll stand here alone
And watch this stranger smile and come into his own.