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!
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