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Song From Stone Mountain

Jerrad was trained to photograph, but a gardener he became.

He said he'd seen a smile make the sunshine and he’d seen two eyes make rain.

So I asked him about all the claims of the ruin. The devils work, the dirty deals.

He said close your eyes, bow your head, fold your hands together and kneel.

We’ll pray for the day we're healed.
 

And over by a lake across from the campers i the site of a river boat dock.

Where Billy waits to sell his boat, Canada geese gather up in a flock.

The tourists drift back into the past from the present to imagine a world peaceful and serene.
Yes, there’s a dream in most everyone.

But who lights the light in the dream. Who puts the color in the scene.
 

How can a love exist neglected and abused outside this solemn domain.

If all we have are angry words of sarcasm aimed at the ones we blame.

There’s no time left for all this bickering and fighting.

A lustful greed will never sow no seed.
For a younger generation that wait to arrive and breath clean air, let them breath. See natural beauty, let them see.
 

On a crowded mound of granite, the mountain of the city.

You see families play under a Georgia sunset.

Sitting on my own, though I’m not alone.

I’ve nothing to show as of yet.

But fond memories have no regrets.