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Cradle and a Grave

from On the Street by Guy Morris

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Cradle and a Grave began life as a weird, disturbing dream. It was black and white (of course) of a chaotic urban setting with thousands of people racing by in this stop and start jerky motion style.

Just as my anxiety was at it's peak I heard a voice from behind me, like someone whispering in my ear.
"one door into the land of the living, one veil we all pass"

Then suddenly a person racing passes stops with wild and terrified eyes.
"I've just seen my life through another man's eyes"
Then he raced away and I awoke in a sweat.

I wrote the music within a few days, but it took years to write the lyrics because I wasn't sure what to say. Then suddenly one afternoon the lyrics were there. So there it is. Take what is helpful, leave the rest.

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A Cradle and A Grave
Written by Guy Morris (c)

One door into the land of the living
One veil that we all pass
I’m not sure but I may have had a vision
he says as he stepped past
Just seen my life through another man’s eye

It’s a fine line between the truth and our perception
Do I believe what I believe that I believe
Now how long have I weaved my own deception
Unable to take a leap of faith
You know someday we’re all gonna meet our one day

With a beginning comes an end
With every step is just a journey we take
every voice is just a story we tell
A seed must die to live again.
Make no mistake
There comes a time in life when every will must cease
A battle comes become the time a peace
But at the end of the day it’s just a cradle, just a grave

Taken back by these words of a stranger
A shock wave running through my lethargy
Face to face with the darkest of my dangers
Self-righteousness keeping me from real change
Who I am or who I’m meant to be

His last words I hear from the distance
Life is so much more than we can see
A mercy, a kindness, forgiveness more precious than
Sum of gold of every earthly king
Every sacrifice an eternity of peace

With a beginning comes an end
With every step is just a journey we take
every voice is just a story we tell
A seed must die to live again.
Make no mistake
There comes a time in life when every will must cease
A battle comes become the time a peace
But at the end of the day it’s just a cradle, just a grave

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from On the Street, released December 5, 2017
Written, performed and produced by Guy Morris

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Guy Morris Kirkland, Washington

Guy's musical roots evolved from drum circles, street bands and a $10 Tijuana guitar.

He served at the Cornerstone, a coffeehouse, serving free meals, singing three times a week.

During the 90's Guy was an offbeat worship leader at Hope Chapel in Venice, CA.

Guy once wrote for Disney Records honing his craft for the master mouse.

Guy now records at home just for the joy. ... more

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