Through (A Morning Dew)

Blue, I wanna be where

 

sisters fear not the darkest, restless night

 

the things of man, do no nothing no harm

 

 

 

Blue, I wanna be where

 

mighty tall trees grow like grass in meadows

 

falling sunshine nurtures like water earth

 

 

 

Take me on through

 

to a morning dew, a sparkling new hue

 

Take me on through

 

to a wonderland, to another land

 

Take me on through

 

past the eve of toil, the dawning of fame

 

 

 

 

Blue, I wanna be with

 

my sisters and brothers laying out in the noonday sun

 

all the children dancing way out in the bright moonlight

 

 

 

Blue, I want to hear

 

love's babble singing the sweetest mountain brook

 

newborn babies suckle mother's loving milk

 

 

 

Take me on through

 

to a morning dew, a sparkling new hue

 

Take me on through

 

to a wonderland, to another land

 

Take me on through

 

past the eve of toil, the dawning of fame

 

 

 

 

Blue, I wanna sing where

 

all the voices ring like a steeple bell

 

everything brings its life-voice to bear

 

 

 

Blue, I wanna sleep where

 

the tick of the clock does not mark my rest

 

the long arm of the law does not break my slumber

 

 

 

Take me on through

 

to a morning dew, a sparkling new hue

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by the death of Jerry Garcia

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A freshness that befits café

A freshness that befits café scenes and live music lounges, like Ric's Café and a slew of other iconic films. The music and vocal textures are soothing and the lyrics together create a pleasant weave. Thanks for having shared.


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