Morningside - Neil Diamond

Morningside  The old man died  And no one cried They simply turned away
And when he died He left a table made of nails and pride
And with his hands he carved these words inside "For my children"

Morning light Morning bright I spent the night With dreams that make you weep
Morning time Wash away the sadness from these eyes of mine
For I recall the words the old man signed "For my children"

And the legs were shaped with his hands  And the top made of oaken wood
And the children sat around this table  Touched with their laughter
Ah, and that was good

Morningside An old man died And no one cried  He surely died alone
And truth is sad  For not a child would claim the gift he had
The words he carved became his epitaph  "For my children"


"Morningside is a very sad song. It's a song of dying alone, something that I've been aware of for a long time. I was struck by it when my grandparents passed away - that they did die alone - that they weren't with their children when they died.    (songfacts) 




                    

     

                                               Morningside   --    The Diamond Geezer