Honeyed Blues Ballad

The morning sun

comes filtering through the pine (mmmmm)

Bringing gold

across this quiet room of mine

Oh, the sweet harmony

of a peaceful day

When all the heavy clouds

just drift away

Yes, the sweetest song

we'll ever know Is the quiet rhythm where the

rivers flow

Listen close,

you can hear the crickets sing

(oh-oh-oh) To the quiet joy

that simple moments bring

Sweet harmony... (oooh, yeah) Just drift away...