Morningside
Morningside
- Morningside
- The old man died
- And no one cried
- They simply turned away
- And when he died
- He left a table made of nails and pride
- And with his hands
- He carved these words inside
- 'For my children'
- Morning light
- Morning bright
- I spent the night
- With dreams that make you weep
- Morning time
- Wash away the sadness
- From these eyes of mine
- For I recall the words an old man signed
- 'For my children'
- And the legs were shaped with his hands
- And the top made of oaken wood
- And the children
- That sat around this great table
- Touched it with their laughter
- Ah and that was good
- Morningside
- An old man died
- And no one cried
- He surely died alone
- And truth is sad
- For not a child would claim the gift he had
- The words he carved became his epitaph
- 'For my children'
Let's listen to my solo!
87 8 1973
11-14 13:13 iPhone 11 Pro
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Beautiful,, This is so touching dear,, teary eyed here,,,🥺🥺😥🎶🌹🎶🌹🎶♥️🎤♥️🎧♥️
Awesome voice dear,, why ,, i almost cried here dear ,,😥🥺🌹🎶🌹🎤♥️🎧♥️🎶♥️,
your always welcome,, dear, 🌹🎧♥️🎤🌹🎶♥️
Wow! thank you ,I knew you would sing it very beautiful. Very much appreciated.👍💯💥🎤👌👏🎸
🌹Thank you so mch🌹
You are welcome 👌
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