Deirdre Broderick: Music
The Ninth
(Deirdre Broderick)
Rod Hohl - upright bass
Maybe I’ll walk alone on 3rd
Maybe I’ll sit without a word
Maybe some berries and some cream
Maybe a dance with a dream
Maybe a toast and a tear
Maybe The Ninth won’t come at all this year
Maybe you’ll kiss me on the cheek
Maybe you’ll think before you speak
Maybe history won’t be made
Maybe the little failures fade
Maybe it’s all coming clear
Maybe The Ninth won’t come at all this year
So many dreams for a summer’s day
It’s funny they
Stay
Replay
As silent as a sigh
Like the line you drew across the sky
I hold the sharp end of another wish
It’s all for me - on one condition
But I’m left to wonder
What’s it all for
Maybe I’m falling way behind
Maybe it hurts ahead of time
Maybe it doesn’t hurt at all
Maybe there’s nowhere left to fall
Maybe I’m finally here
Maybe The Ninth won’t come at all this year
©2004 Deirdre Broderick