V1.
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch, like me
I once was lost, but now I'm found
Was blind, but now I see
V2.
Let time and sun, stand still for all
And rains, come wash away
Such fears I've seen, and heal my soul
To see the new dawn's day
V3.
Endure, my heart, the weary load
Till grace comes saving me
I will not rest, and hope unfold
Stand strong for fears to be
V4.
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
To souls as torn as mine
I once was broken, now I've found
The healing words of time
[Just a quick note, this song is one of the greatest ever written. It was composed by John Newton, who was formerly a slave trader in the 1700s. I ask that those of you who don't like the song, both original or my version, to keep your opinions to yourselves, and not be disrespectful of the power of this song.
Take it easy everyone.]
Studio B
- Mark
- When you need to wake up in the morning, and set the right mood for the day, when you need to escape from the overwhelming everything of life. What do you turn to? How do you describe your core without speaking aloud, without having to talk to someone about it? This is how. Music. Lyrics. Poetry. Do you feel it? Do you? It's here, it's everywhere, locked within you, within the most tone deaf of us. It's begging to be released, become unleashed in a tearing chord, a crying melody, soulful harmony, dying lyric. You feel it yet? It's concealed here, within every word that I write. This is my release. I want you to see it, to feel it with me. This pure expression of every tangible and imaginable emotion known and unknown to man. To me. Welcome to The Window.