Written by Anthony Everest
It was only cloud
Then suddenly disintegrated into pain
I was aware, I was no where there
Still, I pludded along; without a song
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To sing, to bring, to linger on;
I hoped for a miracle
but I was short for a pinnacle
So I wrote you this pun, to hum along
May be you will be
My sweet, sweet love
May be you will be
My sweet, sweet love

It came alas, but not to pass
I sowed a thought, you showed
You owed a dream with a wicked eye
I caught you out afar you wonder why
May be you will be
My sweet, sweet love
May be you will be
My sweet, sweet love.
Some want to sound like
What’s trending on radio
I’m not intrested
I want to sound like me
There’s only one of
What God has blessed
Can’t be unblessed
I refuse to stay stressed.
End
Let stillness be your guide and lead you alight – away from darkness and cloudy hearts.
In it you’ll find release. Streams of living water that abound from within.
Joy that hate can not toy. Openness that only love can enjoy, when you deploy! The music is always in you.
You just need to play to it, sway to it, and say to it. Peace, you are mine! Be still !!! It is well.
By Anthony Everest
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Àrèmúorin – Anthony Everest is a Multi Awardee Conscious Writer / Holistic Jazz Soul Singer-Songwriter, Author, Producer. No1, 49+ Weeks, Jazz Charts. (C) 2019 MercyfulGrace / Anthony Everest All Rights Reserved
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