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Deirdre Broderick: Music

The Ninth

(Deirdre Broderick)
Rod Hohl - upright bass



Maybe Iíll walk alone on 3rd
Maybe Iíll 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 wonít come at all this year

Maybe youíll kiss me on the cheek
Maybe youíll think before you speak
Maybe history wonít be made
Maybe the little failures fade
Maybe itís all coming clear
Maybe The Ninth wonít come at all this year

So many dreams for a summerís day
Itís 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
Itís all for me - on one condition
But Iím left to wonder
Whatís it all for

Maybe Iím falling way behind
Maybe it hurts ahead of time
Maybe it doesnít hurt at all
Maybe thereís nowhere left to fall
Maybe Iím finally here
Maybe The Ninth wonít come at all this year


©2004 Deirdre Broderick