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I Carved This Moment in Stone
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I wrote this song in 1993 when I visited the Netherlands with my wife. She was pregnant and glowing, and I kind of basked in that glow. I lost the song after getting back, and only found it in an old notebook a few weeks ago.
songwriter blues christian vocalist ottawa gospel richard bethell sundays at8
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Blues, R&B, and gospel music in Ottawa and Montreal, Canada. Leader of Sundays at 8 at Ottawa's Blessed Sacrament Parish, and guitarist for jazz-pop group Evol
Richard Bethell (better known by nom de plume Admiral Bob, which is how you'll find him on iTunes and Spotify) has been singing and playing blues, R&B, and gospel music in Ottawa and Montreal, Canada, for the last 30 years. He leads "Sundays at 8", an eclectic blend of gospel, bluegrass, and contemporary praise every Sunday Night at Ottawa's Blessed Sacrament Church. He is also a member of the semi-active pop-jazz fusion group Evolutions. As Admiral Bob, he has released two albums on the TuneTrack.net label.
Song Info
Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Guitar
Charts
Peak #166
Peak in subgenre #37
Author
Richard Bethell
Rights
1993
Uploaded
December 09, 2005
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MP3 3.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
I wrote this song in 1993 when I visited the Netherlands with my wife. She was pregnant and glowing, and I kind of basked in that glow. I lost the song after getting back, and only found it in an old notebook a few weeks ago. The verses are just little vignettes of things that happened in Amsterdam and Den Helder. The chorus popped into my head one evening at dusk when the sun had just set, and venus had become visible.
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She strolls beside the waterway Turning tourist heads her way A passing glance from Uncle Sam In the soft red lights of Amsterdam Sitting in a little coffee shop Where the espresso's cold and the weed is hot, She stares up at the passing feet, The mercedes, cyclists on the narrow street She smiles that Mona Lisa smile That made my life worthwhile She is the shimmering star; I am the world from afar. How can I tell her I know It's almost time now to go? She is the setting sun, I am the fortunate one. How could she ever have known? I carved this moment in stone. She shakes her head and wonders why I'm chasing pigeons, so I can watch them fly. A knowing look from a Dutch girl's eye Reminds me why I'm here tonight. She sighs that Rembrandt sigh And lights up the Holland sky. She is the shimmering star; I am the world from afar. How can I tell her I know It's almost time now to go? She is the setting sun, I am the fortunate one. How could she ever have known? I carved this moment in stone.
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