This wonderful song was written by my dear old friend and frequent musical compatriot Larry Heiman, copyright 1976. With a bit of editorial help, I added the last two verses as additional lyrics to prepare the song for the new arrangement and to recognize the passage of more than 40 years.
Deeply grateful to have such support!
Dedicated to my mother and father, Al and Phyllis Weiner, the best parents I could have hoped for. As of this publication, dad was 95 and mom would soon be 93.
Toward the end of January, my father died. A few days later I posted the video on Facebook announcing his death. This is that post:
Early this morning my family and my friends who knew them lost my sweet father Albert Weiner. He died in relative peace with my mother sleeping right near him as always.
I posted this video before, I know. I am proud of it, but the real power of its meaning in my life came a few weeks ago when I showed it to mom and dad at the dinner table. Dad was sitting in his wheelchair and I asked mom to move her chair next to his side so they could both see it on my laptop. After they had seen 2/3 of the piece, my father, his hand trembling with Parkinson's, reached out to take hers, and their hands now trembling together, he held her hand in his lap as the video came to the end.
This moment is how I choose to encode the last days of their marvelous marriage which has lasted from March 30th, 1946. Six weeks after dad returned from 3 years at war during which mom waited and waited for his return.
I will miss him terribly. He was a beautiful man.
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Where We Both Belong
by Gary Weiner
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This wonderful song was written by my dear old friend and frequent musical compatriot Larry Heiman, copyright 1976. With a bit of editorial help, I added the last two verses as additional lyrics to prepare the song for the new arrangement and to recognize the passage of more than 40 years.
Deeply grateful to have such support!
Dedicated to my mother and father, Al and Phyllis Weiner, the best parents I could have hoped for. As of this publication, dad was 95 and mom would soon be 93.
Toward the end of January, my father died. A few days later I posted the video on Facebook announcing his death. This is that post:
Early this morning my family and my friends who knew them lost my sweet father Albert Weiner. He died in relative peace with my mother sleeping right near him as always.
I posted this video before, I know. I am proud of it, but the real power of its meaning in my life came a few weeks ago when I showed it to mom and dad at the dinner table. Dad was sitting in his wheelchair and I asked mom to move her chair next to his side so they could both see it on my laptop. After they had seen 2/3 of the piece, my father, his hand trembling with Parkinson's, reached out to take hers, and their hands now trembling together, he held her hand in his lap as the video came to the end.
This moment is how I choose to encode the last days of their marvelous marriage which has lasted from March 30th, 1946. Six weeks after dad returned from 3 years at war during which mom waited and waited for his return.
I will miss him terribly. He was a beautiful man.
(Video coming soon!)
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WHERE WE BOTH BELONG
(copyright 1976 Larry Heiman with additional lyrics and arranged by Gary Weiner)
VERSE 1
Sometimes we talk a lot
Go for a walk around the block
And come back where we started from
I wonder where we've gone
Using words so perfectly
To hide our insecurity
Your presence means so much to me
I'd like to carry on
VERSE 2
Sometimes in the morning
I turn and without warning
You’re inside of me
And I can see
It's where we both belong
There are battles fought without a shot
And notes without a song
We’re both aware of what we share
And need to carry on
CHORUS 1
Hey don't you remember
When I found you in my bed
Filling up my empty arms
And turning round my head
Sometimes it seems like yesterday
Sometimes it seems so far away
VERSE 3
I wonder when it's dark outside
You're still lying by my side,
I'm amazed to see that we survived
That all those years have gone.
I don't know now, didn't then
How love would grow and roads would bend
But I would do it all again
We need to carry on.
CHORUS 2
REFRAIN VERSE
Sometimes when it’s dark outside
I see you lying by my side
I wonder just how we survived
Where all those years have gone
We’ve walked so far and back again
Through sun and storm and shifting sand
Yet I remember where and when
I knew we’d carry on
Gary Weiner lives in Sebastopol, California and comes from Linden, New Jersey. He’s a lawyer, photographer, musician and writer. Hopes to have his first full album done soon!
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