La música cristiana es de origen judío: la liturgia musical de la sinagoga, en particular el canto psalmódico de los judíos como unidad poética musical, fue un legado preciado transmitido del Israel antiguo al cristianismo primitivo, como forma de manifestar tanto a nivel personal como comunitario las creencias religiosas y la fe en Dios.
Leaves begin that color change
Kiss the ground like falling rain
I hear the distant howl begin
The cold October morning wind
The seasons come,
And they wither like a dying rose
My pain is measured,
By a sky that's old and grey
A misty morning,
I awake to find it's much too late
Pieces of time,
They keep falling down on me
[Chorus]
And it won't be long
I can hear your song
October Morning Wind
I keep holding on,
'Til you come back again
The sun that's hiding once again
It's warmth is like a long lost friend
Picture's fading in my mind
Memories of a young boy's life
The weeping willow,
By the lake where we could run and play
Lost all it's magic,
It's become a ghost in time
The seasons came,
And they left,
Tell me where they've gone
Pieces of my life,
They keep falling down on me
[Chorus]
And it won't be long
I can hear your song
October Morning Wind
I keep holding on,
To the fading sun,
'Til you come back again
And it won't be long
October Morning Wind
[Guitar Solo]
And it won't be long
I can hear your song
October Morning Wind
I keep holding on,
To the fading sun,
'Til you come back again
I can hear your song,
And it won't be long
October Morning Wind
I keep holding on,
'Til you come back again
October morning wind