Early Morning Blues Greens lyrics

A distant night bird mocks the sun.

I wake as I have always done,

To freshly scented sycamore

And cold bare feet on hardwood floor.



My steaming coffee warms ny face

I`m diappointed in the taste.

But there`s a peace the early brings

The morning world of growing things.



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I feel the moments hurry on

It was today, it`s died away,

And now it is forever gone.



And I will drink my coffee slow

And I will watch my shadow grow

And disappear in firelight

And sleep alone again tonight.