Mouth of the Morning

From the mouth of the morning out poured the dawn
Waking the valley with her silent song
Like my mother she kissed me with the softest of light
Broke the skyline inked with the darkness of night
She spilled into every space every fold
To tell of a mercy that's new with each morning
And it flows alike for the rich and the poor
Yes it flows for the slave and the free
Why I've collected all of my sorrow
Why I have stored it, I do not know
Maybe in shame of its revelation
Maybe in fear of letting it go
From the mouth of the morning out poured the dawn
Waking the valley with her silent song
To tell of a mercy that's new with each morning
And at an uncertain moment day came
And dawn was gone
(vocal interlude)



Credits
Writer(s): Holly Elizabeth Arrowsmith
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