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I Dreamed I Died And Went To Heaven
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A song inspired by the untimely deaths of two well known Cape Breton Musicians
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Duncan is a songwriter and playwright living on Cape Breton Island. His songs are made available to serious music publishers and recording artists who are looki
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Song Info
Charts
Peak #468
Peak in subgenre #48
Author
Duncan Wells
Rights
2011
Uploaded
July 24, 2011
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.4 MB 128 kbps 3:43
Lyrics
I dreamed I died and went to heaven where St. Peter let me pass though the gates to where and angel led me 'long a garden path through a field of purple heather gathered there among the stars an audience sat waiting for a show But me I could not understand what held these captive souls but as moonlight struck the stage in streams and beams if heaven's gold from those fields of purple heather thunderous cheering did arise and suddenly right there before my eyes John Morris played piano Tara Lynn upon the fiddle the angels shed their wings to dance as God called out the steps I over heard an angel say to herself in silent praise it's sad you know, but heaven has been blessed So I took myself a parter and we danced until the sun painted shadows cross the clouds that rained upon those chosen ones and with halos all around us and the music 'neath our wings we flew above and listened quietly As John Morris played piano Tara Lynn upon the fiddle the angels shed their wings to dance as God called out the steps and I over heard an angel say to herself in silent praise it's sad you know, but heaven has been blessed I dreamed I died and went to heaven and returned a wiser man to learn reason is not satisfied no matter what we've planned for tomorrow may find sunshine dancing silent on the waves where a piano and a fiddle used to play John Morris played piano Tara Lynn upon the fiddle the angels shed their wings to dance as God called out the steps and I over heard an angel say though to herself in silent praise it's sad you know, but heaven has been blessed
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