The Baritone Voice

He stands true in all the years I'd think of Without you, I cannot catch my breath Miracle, reflecting upon your bigness Mental melody; they are all in one accord more virtues going around each day makes me stop for a minute and say In God's own voice* I believe in moments, Shakespearing moments Moments in time when you've got to stake your fate In other words, I can taste the children, promising children too pure, too precious to let waste Just save the African child *References: Drink Deep by Rites of Spring Meet the Baritones