Love of Song \ Omer Hertz
Oh brother, the song remains the same,
Oh mother, I don't know how it came,
Oh father, the words keep spilling out,
Oh sister, no place in me for doubt.
The day it came, the day it brought,
A sunshine – and a lover's thought,
I'll drink to never-ending care like this.
But broken up and tilted down,
The way it seemed to go around,
No solace in the dreams I dream of you.
So singing clears my head anew,
No jumble, nor the noises too,
The song remains the same,
But I am different.
And what I felt, and what I knew,
The seem to bind themselves anew,
But that's okay, my love,
I will not hold back.
Love me like a wind in storm,
A power from the great beyond,
And keep the rhyming running in my mind.
Its worth to have all loves,
Its worth to hear all songs,
Its worth to stick around,
The disbelief is gone.
Wait for me,
Where the rainbow meets –
The water.
'Cause… the song remains the same,
And I don't know how it came,
Yes, the words keep spilling out,
And there's no place in me…
For doubt.
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