Sunday morning song (acoustic, lead and strings post production) inspired by a conversation with a friend in the afternoon.
Jessie Fouts for being a friend
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Walkin’ through the opening in the center of town
And I can feel something comin’ on, comin’ on
It’s another day and I will find a place to rest my eyes
Its another day in paradise
Souls will find a release
Or at least a way to get away
Souls will find a release
Or at least a way to get away
Oh…
Clouds are rollin’ in I think its time
For spring to roll on by one more time
There’s nothing better than seeing something grow
Through the last remaining remnants of time
Souls will find a release
Or at least a way to get away
Souls will find a release
Or at least a way to get away
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