Corrected version: Primrose Light - Jennifer Berezan

[Lawrence Robinson]

Primrose Light 
There’s not much news that’s good if you can find good news at all 
Some say the world is slowly dying or maybe faster
And most mornings I awaken with a worry in my bones 
for the child of my heart 
and what’ll come after 
And I don’t know if our human story 
is coming to a close 
And if we are living out our final days 
But don’t fill my ears with tales of fear or schemes to hide away
No I want to go out singing songs of praise 
And here’s where you’ll find me 
On the longest day in June 
When the sun drapes the world in robes of glory 
Raise a golden hallelujah to the blazing of the night I’m gliding on a lake of sky 
In the Primrose light. 
It’s true I’m  growing older 
Seems everywhere I turn 
Another friend is walking though their final days 
When my number’s called 
and I join them on that road 
I want to go out singing songs of praise 
And here’s where you’ll find me 
On the longest day in June 
When the sun drapes the world in robes of glory 
Raise a golden hallelujah to the blazing of the night 
I’m gliding on a lake of sky in the Primrose light.
      - Jennifer Berezan
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