Story Behind The Song
This is a song I wrote about a last Saturday morning. the sun is just coming up, and my wife and I lay in half-awake silence, just drinking in the moment of being together.
Song Description
A mellow acoustic ballad, acoustic guitars, organ, bass. Simple, and to the point with vividly descriptive lyrics.
| Song Length |
3:40 |
Genre |
Folk - Americana, Folk - Contemporary |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Peaceful, Quiet |
Subject |
Morning, Feel, Touch |
| Similar Artists |
Alison Krauss, Ari Hest |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Quiet now, my love
Lay your head on my shoulder
Tangled up in white,
The curtains sifting light as dawn approaches
Covered in your skin,
A blanket of solace,
And you mold to me so well,
it's hard for me to tell
Where you end and I begin
Moments are fleeting and fragile to touch,
And this one must come to an end
Like every good thing does.
So lay with me and make-believe
The morning never comes.
Safe inside this linen fortress we'll hold on
Caught in silver dream where silence is golden
Face wrinkled in debate between the sleep and wake
you side again with slumber
And I will lay here still in my quiet defiance
of times endless march
Beneath the bed frame arch,
I lay just breathing you
Moments are fleeting and fragile to touch,
And this one must come to an end
Like every good thing does.
So lay with me and make-believe
The morning never comes.
Safe inside this linen fortress we'll hold on
Quiet now, my love
Lay your head on my shoulder
Tangled up in white,
The curtains sifting light as dawn approaches
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