Song Description

A pleasant reflection on the simple things in life.

Lyrics

Between the Notes (N. Ball/T. Saputo)

There is nothing quite as thrilling
as a guitar taking flight,
carving signatures from silence
bending dead strings into light.
But there's a unsung second fiddle
in the music that we hear.
it's the pauses and the silence
singing whispers in our ears.

Chorus:
It's the space between the notes
that speaks volumes in our lives.
Most days can't be a holiday
or spring a great surprise.
Nonetheless it is the smaller days
when nothing much goes on,
when we listen to the radio
and learn a brand new song.

There are moments in the small hours
when you're silently asleep
that I serenade my blessings
as I lie there countin' sheep.
We will have our share of silence
when the instruments go quiet.
So let's tune our bending heartstrings
on this instrumental night.

Chorus:
It's the space between the notes
that speaks volumes in our lives.
Most days can't be a holiday
or spring a great surprise.
Nonetheless it is the smaller days
when nothing much goes on
when we listen to the radio
and learn a brand new song.

c Norman Ball, 2003