the peace whistle©
Quickly sweet peace fly me away
to the light of day,
carry this lass away to her lad
to never more be sad!
This is how the dove will sound
when my peace is found,
many a battle i have fought
but this 1 the most pain's been brought.
The dove will swoop down and swing
lift me up to be with my king,
My Royal Faron awaits....
our eternity sealed
no longer to waiting will we yield.
The drums will sound as well
delivering me from my hell,
and i will sail upon a calm sea
where once the storm....
had raged battle o'er me.
I shall no longer have a lonely sailor's cry
for i'll be carried home....
in the sweet by and by,
his cloud will be my bed
where i'll lay my once weary head.
Quickly sweet peace fly me away
to the light of day,
carry this lass away to her lad
to never more be sad!
Copyright©2011
Sally
This song is about a different kind
of battle and escape
but in the end there's peace as meant to be....
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