Produced by Janean Christine Mariani and Jim Henry
Mixed by Jim Henry at Rubytone Studio in Shutesbury, MA | Mastered by Dave Chalfant at Norfolk Studios in Northampton, MA | *Bonus Track mixed by Ken Capitanich at MARS Studios in CA
Janean Christine Mariani: acoustic guitar and vocals recorded by Ken Capitanich at MARS Studios in California | Jim Henry: bass, electric guitar, lap steel and mandolin recorded at Rubytone Studio in Shutesbury, Massachusetts
Cover Photograph and Jacket Design by Janean Christine Mariani
All songs © 2019 Janean Christine Mariani / Janean Christine Mariani Music (ASCAP)
Lyrics
The View From Her Window
written by Janean Christine Mariani
Today she saw a most peculiar sight while looking out a window
A glimpse of how it might have been if her dad had chosen not to go
The sunlight rested on their cheeks as they talked about the weather
Which flowers grow best in shade and how the old phone line tethered
Over the bough and around the trunk in the old oak’s shade and silence
For the two of them to reminisce about life and where had all the time went
Hidden behind the shelter of blinds ‘neath valances hung of white lace
She paused to feel the warmth of her smile and the tears that wet her face
And filled her eyes she couldn’t help but stare for a moment maybe two
She was only four years old last time her window held this view
The earth has journeyed ‘round the sun around the earth the moon
Many more times and myriad phases since that middle of summer afternoon
Old pictures like memories fade on the wind with magnolias and sage
The young girl hidden behind the veil has grown up and come of age
A tender woman of strength now walks where once a mere child had stood
Her marrow runs through old chapel walls her bones give strength to ancient wood
And so she takes her heart from her chest to her own self she delivers the blade
With a promise and a prayer she’d not repeat the same mistakes her father made
Indeed this life may come to pass though this world may never know
The childhood wounds they’ll never see the views she’s vanished from their window