On Our Street

03:20
2012
Alan P. MacLeod

Story

- a tender tune about a "day in the life" of a city park, its light, its shadows and its love.

© 2012 Alan P. MacLeod (SOCAN#: 72986496) 
Time = 3:20 @ 102 bpm; 4/4; Key of Bb 

(There's a BLOG entry for this song too!)

Lyrics

On our street in the morning 
the sun hits St. John’s steeple 
and the new copper shimmers to the cross. 
It covers building roof tops 
slides across their faces 
and reaches out, to find me on our bench.

On our street 
there’s always something changing. 
Light and shadows shifting. 
Lovers going by. 
On our street 
there’s always something changing. 
All the cars and trucks 
and busy folks or lovers 
going by. 

 

last sliver of light on building seen through cp trees


On our street in the evening 
the winds that came for supper 
have all wandered off 
towards the moon. 
They coax her out of hiding. 
lift her 
far above these tree tops 
so the poets 
can blacken their thin pages. 

On our street 
there’s always something changing. 
Light and shadows shifting. 
Lovers going by. 
On our street 
there’s always something changing. 
All the cars and trucks 
and busy folks or lovers 
going by. 

I don’t know ... 
but our tiny old apartment 
got far too large once you were gone 
so I just stay outside. 
And I know ... 
I’ve got nothin’ done on anything 
I wait and walk and wonder 
what the Doctors 
should have tried ... 

On our street after midnight 
I close the door so quietly 
and climb the stairs just like we used to do. 
I get your clothes and pile them 
on your side of our big bed 
and smile as I tell you ‘bout my day. 

On our street 
Dear, there’s always something changing. 
Light and shadow shifting. Lovers going by. 
On our street 
Dear, there’s always something changing. 
All the cars and trucks and busy folks 
and lovers, 
lovers just like us, 
there's always lovers going by.