Early Morning Blues & Greens
By diane hilderbrand and jack keller
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
Im diappointed in the taste.
But theres a peace the early brings
The morning world of growing things.
[instrumental]
I feel the moments hurry on
It was today, its 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.
song performed by Monkees
Added by Lucian Velea
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