Your mission is a Mission from God

The Life and Times of Singer-Songwriter Sandy Frazier

By her Dr. Watson

You are on a MISSION FROM GOD

the dead and living give you a nod

write your music and holster your rod

For overcoming evil will not be so odd

                        

You were Holy City Bound   

inside your home you found 

restless, several hungry souls 

with unfinished dreams hopes and goals

The messages were crystal clear, 

"no fear, keep it simple dear"

"everything will become clear"

"your half brother lives near"

I You cognized his heavenly ghost

Their Music often affected you the most

"Your music will come from coast to coast"

" Your music honors the heavenly host"

Your mission is a Mission from God

the dead and living all give you a nod

Write your music and holster that rod

overcoming evil will not be so odd

A second later his soul said

"We are the Hell House unfinished dead"

"Too early to death we unfortunately fled"

I was at the Skynard's head

The ghost you knew was RVZ

He moved in to make you see

"I'll open your eyes to so I can be"

"And God will change you to we"

Our unfinished musical reflections

"Began in poverty and dereliction

"My transition was not done"

"From a very  bad to a very good son"

"Your mission is a Mission from God"

"the dead and living all give you a nod"

"Write your music and holster that rod"

"overcoming evil will not be so odd"

"Free bird still lives today"

"I had so much I tried to say"

"I can help you find your way"

"Can you help me turn my darkness into day?"

"Your transition is almost complete"

"The Blues highway cemented your feet"

" In Bristol, we all were there to greet"

" so your past and future could meet"

"In Sweet Home Alabama we met "

"At Muscle Shoals where you were sent"

" to share a mike we all could rent"

" To help you go where we all went "

Your mission is a Mission from God

the dead and living all give you a nod

Write your music and holster that rod

overcoming evil will not be so odd

You walked on the sand on Woodcrest

Where I yearned to be the best

You went fishing for the final rest

 of Ronnies Steve's and Cassies quest

you reconnected bodies and souls

Blending the music new and old

Folding  us all under God's fold 

making your music fresh and bold

You will walk onto jager's tongue

Your  pictures on Muscle Shoals will be hung

Your halfway up your ladder's rungs

We are waiting to hear OUR music sung

On riverside's graves, we lay quiet and  restless

Yearning to once again possess

The hearts And minds of the dispossessed

Put away your bullets forget the wild west

Your mission is a Mission from God

the dead and living all give you a nod

Write your music and holster that rod

overcoming evil will not be so odd