Story Behind The Song
as per above
Song Description
As per above
| Song Length |
4:19 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary, Country - Contemporary |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Moving, Disturbed |
Subject |
Justice, Spirituality |
| Similar Artists |
Gordon Lightfoot, Ed Sheeran |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Sydney Morning/City Morning by Chris Orchard
When he woke up on this Sydney/City Morning the sun was in his eyes
Blinking in surprise a bottle by his side
The pain enough to make him shy away
And the people on this Sydney morning ignored him in their stride
With purpose in their lives, behind the Rayban eyes
No thought about the journey he has made
But he used to be a carpenter in a world of natural things
And he crafted lovely furniture and suburban homes for kings
And Once Upon a time he shared a family with great pride
And an echo in my conscience sounds, that there but for the grace of God go I
There but for the grace of God go I
When she woke up on this Sydney morning the sun caressed her face
She was orbiting in space lost without a trace
In an envelope of lace and Calvin Klein
And the men she stopped that Sydney morning didn't see the sunken eyes
They only saw the child, and innocence defiled
A spirit to devour to ease their pain
Yet she used to be the princess fair in a castle she called home
She grew fearful of a life of care so she chanced her arm alone
And long ago and far away she learned how to get high
And an echo in my conscience sounds that there but for the grace of God go I
There but for the grace of God go I
Know the world we share shows us our reflection nothing more or less is there
When a spirit shines the light inspires the weary, to relinquish their despair
When I woke up on this Sydney morning, I saw him cross the street
a lightness in his feet, heart and mind complete
His strength of purpose shining like a shield
And he held her on this Sydney morning, a dervish in decline
With her by his side, he knelt and touched the eyes
Of the man whose life had almost drained away
Yet he used to be a businessman in a world of bottom lines
He sacrificed it all for love and the chance to serve mankind
And I hang my head in shame to see this light personified
And an echo in my conscience cries that here without the grace of god am I
Here without the grace of God am I