____________________________ A meeting place for the FRIAMILY of Joanne Daquano _____________________________
Everyone knows I am a music lover and a sometimes musician. Although I enjoy many types of music and love many different artists, it is always so very easy to answer the question, "who is your favourite band?" I am glad to say it is a Canadian band, and for a lot of my friends this band has produced the "soundtrack to our lives"
(to quote another Canadian artist - Tom Cochrane)I have passed on the love of this band to my boys,
(and Darcy likes SOME of their music - by forced listening!) to the point where the 30th Anniversary Tour for this band was the first concert they both have been to. Joanne shares my love for this band too. Again, not all of their music, but most of it.
There have been a few blogs containing the words to songs that describe feelings or are reminders of special times. I'm not sure how many people know that Joanne and I have a special song, "our song" by this band.
Joanne had 'Ann
From Halifax Mann'
(now her official full name) write the lyrics of this song in calligraphy and gave it to me for my 17th birthday (1983). It is framed, and continues to hang on our bedroom wall beside our wedding picture.
If you can, download it, and listen to the music as well as the words, it's a wonderful song. The band is Rush and the song is called "Entre Nous"
("Between Us")"Entre Nous"We are secrets to each otherEach one's life a novelNo one else has readEven joined in bonds of loveWe're linked to one anotherBy such slender threadsWe are planets to each otherDrifting in our orbitsTo a brief eclipseEach of us a world apartAlone and yet togetherLike two passing shipsJust between usI think it's time for us to recognizeThe differences we sometimes fear to showJust between usI think it's time for us to realizeThe spaces in betweenLeave room for you and I to growWe are strangers to each otherFull of sliding panelsAn illusion showActing well rehearsed routinesOr playing from the heart?It's hard for one to knowWe are islands to each otherBuilding hopeful bridgesOn a troubled seaSome are burned or swept awaySome we would not chooseBut we're not always free