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THE SILENCE SO LOUD-Morna
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There Is A Sanctuary Of Holy Quiet Within You, A Place Where God Reigns Supreme. Here He Thinks His Thoughts Through You...Your Mind Is Inspired With Knowledge, Your Eyes Are Opened To A New Vision, Your Ears Are Attuned To The Voice Of Wisdom
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Steve Krzystofik Is A Contemporary Blues Artist Who Lives, Breathes & Plays The Blues Buffalo N.Y. styl&#101;!!!...SMOKIN' HOT & SPICY SAUCEY!!! </&#105;&#10
... STEVE KRZYSTOFIK Is A Contemporary Blues Artist Who Plays The Blues Buffalo N.Y. styl&#101;...HOT & SAUCEY!!!...What?....You Thought All We Had Here Was Snow, Chicken Wings & The Bills?)...... Forging Full Steam Ahead Spreading The Message Of The Blues & Making Sure The Blues Remain Part Of The American Heritage They So Richly Deserve!!!
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Genre
World World Fusion
Charts
#7,623 today Peak #45
#1,043 in subgenre Peak #7
Author
Steve Krzystofik
Rights
@2007
Uploaded
April 25, 2007
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MP3 3.4 MB 128 kbps 3:43
Story behind the song
This Is A Morna, A Local Genre Related To Portuguese/Creole Fado and Brazilian Modina With A Sensibility Often Compared To The Blues!..It Is A Way To Express Life's Suffering Thru Music... Honoring A Sanctuary Of Holy Quiet Peaceful Place Inside All Of Us Called "THE SILENCE"
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He Was Her Captain She Was His Dame He Stole Her Heart While She Took His Name He Shipped Out To Sea With The Crack of A Whip He Never Came Back From That Sailing Ship Why Why Why Does She Not Cry Something Inside Keeps Her Eyes Dry My My My Much Stronger Than Love The Heavenly Silence From Up Above Night After Night The Good Book On Her Knee She Stares At The Darkness Out To The Sea The Spirits With Wings Calming Her Fear She Silently Prays But Never A Tear Why Why Why Does She Not Cry With Peace In Her Heart And Hope In Her Eye My My My The Silence Within Where No Idle Words Have Ever Been The Natives Were Restless Drinking Their Rum Dancing Around To The Beat Of A Drum His Thoughts Turned To Her As They Lit The Fire He Smiled To Himself At His Funeral Pyre Why Why Why Does He Not Cry Never Afraid To Live Or Die My My My A Holy Power The Silence Inside At The Sacred Hour They Found Her That Morning The End Of The Race Holding His Picture A Smile On Her Face I Still Hear Them Laughing Down From A Cloud Laughing And Singing The Silence So Loud Why Why Why Do They Not Cry Their Life Was A Voyage And Never A Lie My My My A Powerful Trust Their Voyage Was Done Dust To Dust
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