A Note Two Self - The Morning Circle

Six twenty nine and I'm, waiting for the sun
My body and soul are in, far destination
A place that's better pieced, and swirled like a dream
Fears in, the New Years, but I'm counting on the truth
I'm counting on the truth
I'm counting on the truth
I'm counting on the truth

And I'll believe you, if you must
And out of the silence, I'm lost in thought

Nobody said this would be easy
But melody is holding me
Nobody said this would be easy
But melody is holding me

This morning circle
This morning circle

Six thirty six somewhere, somehow I'll be fixed
Thinking of all the words that are, waiting to be heard
Clear and out of shape, don't give me those petty words
Four minutes are passing, while the winter morning birds sing away

They sing away
They sing away
They sing away

And birds are forever singing away
Maybe someday, we'll fly to new heights

Nobody said this would be easy
But melody is holding me
Nobody said this would be easy
But melody is holding me

This morning circle
This morning circle

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A Note Two Self

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