I Saw You in the Morning

Through this ‘newsletter’ I’ll be sharing some links to new song ideas/demos as well. We talk about each medium very separately but, when writing, it’s often a very similar process for me — so, I’m going to mix it up!

This one is called “I Saw You in the Morning”.

Lyrics:

How to say what I believe
Without not or nothing
You offered me a glass of
I offer you

Looked through a stained glass window
The story didn’t mean a thing 
to me
Just a man on his knees

I saw you in the morning 
Buried in what to read
Numbers on your wrist lead

How to say what I believe
Without not or nothing
You offered me a glass of 
I offer you

I was born a Quaker room
Quiet and unending
Underwater curtain call
In the beginning, in the beginning 

I read a stained glass window
The story didn’t mean a thing 
to me

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If you liked that song, you may also like this one from a few years ago: