Selene from Various Journeys by Iseley-Perry

Selene


Rainfall in Brooklyn,
On Shepherds Avenue,
I listen to the traffic pass
In the early afternoon.
Still in bed just resting,
Taking easy time,
Her touch is like the morning sun
In the middle of July.
Selene enchants me,
Sings softly and makes me feel blessed;
She takes my troubles
And shows them to be
Swirls of cloud up in the sky,
Leaves falling through the breeze.

And at night when I get restless
With all that tension in my bones,
Who is it I can turn to
At three am alone?
When sleep seems just for angels
And I just want to fly
Free to hear their music play
Until it's time to rise
Selene enchants me,
Sings softly and makes me feel blessed;
She takes my troubles
And stills them to silence,
Slows my heartbeat
Until I'm at rest.

• Acoustic
• Glastonbury uk
• contemporary singer songwriter
• folk jazz
• singer-songwriter
• United Kingdom