The Lark at Heavens Gate

by Kenny Mitchell

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HARK, hark! the lark at heaven’s gate sings,
And Phœbus ’gins arise,
His steeds to water at those springs
On chaliced flowers that lies;
And winking Mary-buds begin 5
To ope their golden eyes;
With everything that pretty bin,
My lady sweet, arise;
Arise, arise!

William Shakespeare (1564–1616)

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released February 2, 2016

Music by Kenny Mitchell
Lyrics, Vocal and Song Artwork on 'Something of You' by Nathan Jon Tillett
Album Cover Artwork by Nathan Jon Tillett
Recorded, engineered, and produced by Kenny Mitchell

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Kenny Mitchell UK

Prog Rock and Metal

North East of England based Guitarist/Keyboard player.

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Track Name: Something of You
Found the old fire hearth, at the old place today
Cold ashes like snow, on the dreams of yesterday
Sat on the old stump, stared for a while
Something within me, ignited a smile

I still feel, feel something
Is it real, real or nothing ?
Can I heal, heal the suffering ?
I still feel something of you

Thought I saw something shining, through the old blackened stones
To have it I reached out, a strange heat warmed by bones
Faint glowing, the embers, took fuel from my breath
White light through the darkness, like new life from death

I still feel, feel something
Is it real, real or nothing ?
Can I heal, heal the suffering ?
I still feel something of you

Now the flames of that old fire, seemed to rage through the night
All the deadwood and drybrush, of my mind set alight
The smoke clears the skyline, I know that you’re gone
I found the old fire hearth, I found a new dawn

I still feel, feel something
Now it’s real, real as living
I can heal, heal the suffering
I still feel something of you
I still feel, feel something
Now it’s real, real as living
I can heal, heal the suffering
I still feel something of you