I’m still writing my latest piece “It’s Alright” which has unfortunately hit a road-block in one stanza. In the meantime, I’m putting up another song which I wrote many years back. Chevalier sings this with his father, Pierre, in jail.
Calm The Waves
(Chevalier and Pierre)
Chevalier:
Calm the waves,
And let us be strong.
Free the slaves
For they are not wrong.
And bring us home,
The place where we belong.
Release us all.
It’s not our call.
We toil and sweat out in the light,
And darkness reigns now in the night.
At times we cry out “Is this right?”
Someone replies,
But gives us lies.
Our purpose’s not to meet our demise.
Pierre:
Calm the waves?
Free the slaves?
Innocent?
Or guilty all along?
How can I dispel away my guilt?
Reform again what once was built?
Chevalier:
Papa?
Pierre:
My son…
Chevalier:
Can you forgive,
The things that I have done?
Pierre:
My son,
It is
Through you I live
I’ve found where peace exists.
What are you doing here?
Your future was shining bright.
Everything seemed so clear,
Why did you shun the light?
Chevalier:
Someone has framed me,
Of some dastardly crime.
And the world blamed me,
Sent me to serve my time.
In this place.
Without a trace.
Both:
Calm the waves and give us hope,
To help us now to cope.
Chevalier:
With all the pain,
Pierre:
To once regain,
Chevalier:
I can’t sustain.
Pierre:
What’s lost in vain.
Both:
And leave behind what’s called our graves.
Both:
Calm the waves and lead us home,
The place where we can roam.
Pierre:
To disappear,
Chevalier:
Away from here.
Both:
Discover what the future paves.
Chevalier:
Can this be fate?
That we must wait?
If only we can calm the waves.
