1959 – Horace Silver

There’s a place that I know

Where the sycamores grow

And daffodils have their fun

Where the cares of the day

Seem to slowly fade away

In the glow of the evening sun

Peace when the day is done

If I go there real late

Let my mind meditate

On everything to be done

If I search deep inside

Let my conscience be my guide

Thеn the answers are surе to come

Don’t have to worry none

Life’s sweet seed when it grows

Can wither and come undone

But that sweet-smelling thing

Will be blossoming next spring

With the kiss of the midday sun

Living has just begun

When you find peace of mind

Leave your worries behind

Don’t say that it can’t be done

With this new point of view

Life’s true meaning comes to you

And the freedom you seek is won

Peace is for everyone

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