Good Morning, This Morning
good morning, this morning
with your hair pressed into your back
your sleepy eyes do kill me with
a blood stained heart attack
could have saw it coming‚
I chose to look the other way
never one for running from the
drama of delay
good morning, this morning
you say wrong, I do right
on some pointless rising curve
incapable of flight yet there‘s
no finer feathered bird
n‘ I‘ll persuade on all fours
then decline your bold request
it‘s really far too early, n‘ no
love for puppy breath
good morning, this morning
move on, my regards to your sponsor
if he still wants you, move on
open window yawning
there, behind your lovely face
where a gentle snow is falling
as fine as wedding lace
fuss n‘ fight through the night
n‘ we‘re torn apart all day
neither of us winning, let this
be our last embrace
good morning, this morning
move on, take it with you, this love song,
it‘s not a bad one, move on
we could be imaginary friends…
good morning, this morning
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