DREADING THE DAWNING
Lyrics by John Barrows: Music by Gary Radford
Debut: Montclair State University, March 21, 1998

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Listen to Dreading the Dawning on SoundCloud
Dreading the Dawning appears on The Professors' (2013) album, Learning Curve

Recorded, mixed, and digitally mastered at Suite 16 Studios, Piscataway, NJ, April 200 and May 2013
Produced by Paul Sukovich
John Barrows - Harmonica; Chad Dell - Guitar; Gary Radford - Guitar; Marie Radford - Keyboards;
Meg Radford - Vocals; Nick Romanenko - Bass; Robert Kubey - Drums/Vocals;
Jennifer Zahorbenski - Backing Vocals; Joe Sanchez - Trumpet


The Professors 20th Anniversary Show (1995-2015)
The Dreyfuss Theater, Fairleigh Dickinson University, Madison, New Jersey
December 12, 2015



Performed Live at the Stone Pony
Asbury Park, New Jersey
December 4, 2011


Performed live at the Bottle Hill Pub
Fairleigh Dickinson University, Madison, New Jersey
December 11, 2009.

Videography by Kevin Wojtaszek


The Lyrics

Another cup of coffee, another clean white shirt
An eternity before me, of moving grains of dirt
Maybe it's not all a waste, maybe just feels that way
I'm dreading the dawning..........of a new day

A chasm opens before me, and into it I fall
Tumbling deeper and deeper, reaching for the wall
No meaning or purpose in anything I say
I'm dreading the dawning..........of a new day

I like to keep the curtains drawn tight
I try to block out the world from my sight
Nothing matters, what's wrong or right
Can't make a difference, try as I might

Push the rock up the mountain, give the devil his due
All the things I once believed in are proven untrue
I'm crossing the desert with my feet of clay
I'm dreading the dawning..........of a new day

If I could stop the hands of time, if I could catch my breath
I'd rearrange the furniture, and prepare for my death
While down, down, down on my colling board I lay
I'm dreading the dawning..........of a new day

I like to keep the curtains drawn tight
I try to block out the world from my sight
Nothing matters, what's wrong or right
Can't make a difference, try as I might

Another cup of coffee, another clean white shirt
An eternity before me, of moving grains of dirt
Maybe it's not all a waste, maybe just feels that way
I'm dreading the dawning..........of a new day




Copyright 1998 by John Barrows and Gary Radford. All rights reserved



This page last updated January 22, 2017 by Gary Radford.
Many thanks to Kurt Wagner, Marie Radford, and Jon Oliver.