Sing A Different Song
Morning breaks like thunder through the roof
Spilling drops of honey on the bed
And I woke up with a song in my head
It is not the rhythms that I want to hear
It was so strong that it caused the people to fear,
And the morning join with the
Evening and the symphony begins
Come and play the violin for me
And set my spirit free, play the music of old
And make my feel bold, get the saxophone
And the trombone, the flute and the base guitar
And arrange the musical pitch then meet me in front
Of the pole on the hill before day break; you must not be late
The morning dew falls solemnly on the tip of my lips
Forcing me to compose new lyrics , the words came out of no where
And my heart began to fear, I don’t know how they would take
But this is how I see it; if they continue to reject my offer
I will give you something even better, a piece of paradise
On the main land and a brand new song to carry on
I will take back my wealth from the Middle East
and transfer it to you to make your dreams come true
and when the morning dew wet your feet
you will know that your destiny is complete.
Join the marching band and help me sing a different song
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