Quentin Mitchell - Dawn Lyrics

Dawn was loud
Washed away the cloud of my night
Dawn was bright
Burning my eyes
Once you can bare to rise
You realize
That every-one of your kin is sculpted in your skin
That everyone you've been is a mark on your skin
Dawn was my curfew when pain was new (in my life)
Dawn is a beautiful light in my eyes
Finally unwind a path of white lines
Despite that my night has been cast aside
Despite that with light
Cars ride and blow wind on my side
I laugh with the grass, the squirrels
The narrow sparrow, ravens, and the flamingos, and the snails, and the doo-a-do's
The winter feathers
The wind and the weather, my mother, the jazz clubs brother and the pink sky's mother
There was a tale on a man destroyed by ail and pain
The trumpet played the part of the singer
The Singer could not learn the refrain
He stayed on the train
He never sang again
Died with his champagne
And If I could be the old man
Sewing grain and plantains
As the skies grow pink over my land
I would let the birds sew in my sand
And smile as I see the lawn with my love
And that beautiful dawn
If I could be an old man
If I could be an old man
If I could be an old man
If I could be an old man
If I could be an old man, I would
If I could be an old man
If I could be an old man
If I could be an old man
If I could be an old man
If I could be an old man, I would
If I
If I
If I could be an old man, I would.