Story Behind The Song

A few blocks from where I grew up, in the Rhawnhurst neighborhood in Philly, Katherine Mary lived with her mother near Eastwood and Loney Streets. My love for her inspired this song. Another non-fiction work from the album, everything took place pretty

Song Description

Tom?s Reflections: There really is a Katherine Mary. There really is a B.V.M. And there really is a school named after her. Katherine Mary attended Maternity B.V.M. on Old Bustleton Pike in Northeast Philly, then a Catholic school for girls. This

Lyrics

At The B.V.M.
© 2006 Feathermerchant Music BMI
Words & Music: Thomas C. Wyld

?Oh, Katherine Mary, goin? to a dance?
I can?t, rules are rigid. Should I take my chances, and go
With my parents livid watchin? your advances? (laughs) They know.?

If you don?t take me, I?ll just follow you in.
Not a Catholic, just pretendin?. Hope the music never ends
And these feelings I never felt for a friend.

Oh by the way, I?m talkin? ?bout a girls? high.
We?d watch ?em grow, my buddies and I.
We'd make ?em giggle just to measure their size.

Katie M, please stay my friend.
Just one dance with me tonight
At The B.V.M.

Ask her how far she?d go down the road?!
Why me? Don?t push me! I don?t know.

Wherever you go, I?ll go.
There, there. That?s alright.
Please, please. Dance with me tonight.

How far will this subway train
Take us deep in the city like blood in her veins?
City lights die in our window pain.

You take my hand as the subway screams,
As the lights flash off in a thousand dreams.
Faceless figures in the station scenes.

A fight breaks out in a nearby car,
We watch down the aisle, it?s not too far.
We can track in the skirmish in our youthful hearts.

Katie M, please stay my friend.
Just one dance with me tonight
At The B.V.M.

Ask her how far she?d go down the road?!
Why me? Don?t push me! I don?t know.

Wherever you go, I?ll go.
There, there. That?s alright.
Please, please. Dance with me tonight.

Lookin? for something? I?m lookin?, too.
You look for me. I?ll look for you.
Meet on occasion wherever you choose.

They ask too much of a growin? brood
Livin? on an ocean, an ocean tempest-smooth.
Love your neighbor? Time to move.

I look at your face and I see mine there,
Dancin? in your eyes and asleep in your hair.
The Shroud of Turin in the subway air.

Katie M, please stay my friend.
Just one dance with me tonight
At The B.V.M.

Ask her how far she?d go down the road?!
Why me? Don?t push me! I don?t know.

Wherever you go, I?ll go.
There, there. That?s alright.
Please, please. Dance with me tonight.

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The cover of the signed, numbered edition of "The Boys We Are" is a painting by a dear friend ? Ms. Marijana Zebeljan of Montenegro. The buzz of the art world in Eastern Europe, Marijana kindly granted me the rights to use this painting for the CD. Further reproduction is not authorized.

I encourage you to experience Marijana's fine art at www.marijanazebeljan.com. You should also try on her wearable art at www.missmess.net. When I perform live, I have Marijana all over me. You should, too.

I encourage all actors, artists and musicians to do as Marijana and I have done: partner with each other. Remember: ART FEEDS THE HEART.?