A song twirls through the Brooklyn sky on a glorious late winter early morning.
lyrics
On this sweet morning
I can see you here
Feel like I’m spinning
Spinning in the air
Brown leaf twisting
And the daylight falling
And the bare trees laughing
Our trials are many
But my troubles few
Burden light like mercy
Being carried by you
I just lift a finger
To dissolve the mirror
And your face come clear
Seems like your head has busted open
Feels like your heart has done so too
Sounds like everyone has spoken
That all this pain it comes from you
From a world that’s coming
I can see you smiling
Broken glass transitions
To your rolling pasture
Brave colors blending
Hidden boxes opening
And the circle closing
On this sweet morning
I can see you here
Feel like I’m spinning
Spinning in the air
Brown leaf twisting
And the daylight falling
This your child returning
credits
from In Service of the King,
released September 11, 2012
YISROEL ARYE GOOTBLATT - Hammond B3, Vocals
BRIAN STOLTZ - Guitar
DIMITRI MODERBACHER - Tenor Saxophone
PETE KARP - Drums
GEORGE SAENZ - Trombone
HUGO MORENO - Trumpet
BUTCH PHELPS - Guitar
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