Morning

Drinks are done, daylight’s come
It’s morning
Crowd’s moved on, everybody’s gone
It’s morning

Sun’s arising on the wet horizon
Another day is here
As I dream alone by the silent phone
It’s morning

Lonesome morning reverie
All the life’s gone out of me

Coffee’s cold, paper’s old
It’s morning
Head’s on fire, oh lord, I’m tried
It’s morning

Waiting for another day
To live and die away
Try not to fret, try to forget
That it’s morning

Lonesome morning reverie
All the life’s gone out of me

Drinks are done, daylight’s come
It’s morning, morning, morning

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