This song was inspired by one of those brilliant blue sky, white snow, windless days in Orillia, known as the Sunshine City. On this particular February morning. the day was full of promise. The only negative was the mild dread that something or someone could come along and spoil it. On this lovely day, nothing and no-one did.
Dazzled by the brilliance of a brand new day
Full of hope and wonder, glorious display
Will this feeling linger? Will this moment last?
Will it go the way of snowflakes melting in the grass?
Clinging to a vision of all things made new
As the current does its best to pull me far from you
It’s the kind of morning that helps me believe
That our lives have meaning, that we will receive
All the good you promised, all the love you showed
When you put your feet upon our rough and rocky road
Clinging to a vision of all things made new
As the current does its best to pull me far from you
Lovely day. Sunlit day. Sweet, sweet day
Please don’t go away, lovely day
Humbled by the splendour of this fertile land
Golden sunrise held tight in a miner’s hand
Will it keep its value? Steadily increase?
Will it be eroded by a kick aimed at the knees?
Clinging to a vision of all things made new
As the current does its best to pull me far from you
Lovely day. Sunlit day. Sweet, sweet day
Please don’t go away, lovely day
Lovely day. Sunlit day. Sweet, sweet day
Please don’t go away, lovely day
Please don’t go away, lovely day
© Peter Slofstra • 2018 • Orillia, Ontario