In Your Own Dream-Like Way, Montgomery

You dear Angel, you
Playing Angel through
You are too important to
Let demons live nearby you

You make things come alive
You make that jazz jollily jive
Oh if you were deprived
How would we survive?

In your own dream-like way
You lay down my sorrow
I join your full world
And yesterdays are gone
And so is tomorrow

In the days of smashed grapes and roses
Montogomery shows us
The purpose
Why not to strife

He left us unspoken
And that my heart is unbroken
Is only a token
Of a day in the life

Yes, Mr. Wes
Your jazz's caress
Your dream-like
Tunes your write
With your guitar

They warm my
Cold soul, why
Is there
No painting
Where you are a star

I believe
The love you heed
That guitar that breeds
Gives a hopeful seed
Because that is who you are



Credits
Writer(s): Hans Valter Olof Ek
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