In my good good morning
I'm up before the sun can bring,
Early morning, and everyone
Like a shiny thing.
All my angels appear
Before my window saying
"Good morning"
In my good morning
In my good, good morning
I feel before my thoughts all spring.
Am I conscious or
Is this my unconscious being
No more like a dream than a
God before my conscious saying
"Good morning" in my good morning?
In my good, good morning
I'm up before the sun can bring,
Early morining, and
Everyone like a shiny thing.
No more like a dream, then a God before
My conscious saying
"Good Morning" In my good morning.
