In the Morning

Strumming the blues all night and day,
Play my guitar while I show you the way,
The music loves to take me away,
To that special place, and it’s here to stay.

Dreaming about what’s on top of the sky,
Feeling the mountainous air go by,
Thinking of love and it makes you feel high,
Come over girl and don’t you ever be shy.

Get money, buy a house on the edge of the land,
Killing time writing rock n roll songs in the sand,
A fifth of poisonous love in your hands,
It’s great summer jams, damn.

She’s walking around in her butterfly shoes,
She’s always singing the colorful blues,
As a dragonfly comes to bring you the news,
About a southern girl, arriving at noon,

Just let the music take over your mind,
It’s 2007 and I’m feeling the kind,
She’s singing the blues and it’s a great time,
I want to know girl what did you have in mind.

Get money, buy a house on the edge of the land,
Killing time writing rock n roll songs in the sand,
A fifth of poisonous love in your hands,
It’s great summer jams, damn.

We’re sitting on a cloud in the sky,
Just watching the blue jays fly on by,
Girl you know, everything will be just fine,
When your here it’s such a pleasurable time.

(She’s moving across the countryside),
These words are truths that I just can’t hide,
Write me a letter, don’t say goodbye,
I’ve come this far let me tell you why.

Chillen at the park on a sunny day,
On the rocks, just letting, “The Mirror,” replay.
She knows me better than anyone could,
When we’re together, everything is good,
When I’m feeling blue, she lifts me off the ground,
This songs for the sweetest girl in town.

Chillen at the park on a sunny day,
On the rocks, just letting, “The Mirror,” replay,
No confusion running through her brain,
Feel the breeze, it keeps her from going insane.

(The summer sunshine, engulfs her eyes.)

When I look into space, I feel a sense of love,
When I’m seeing the same stars from above,
It reminds me of a very special bond,
Between me and her, things could never go wrong.

Chillen at the park on a sunny day,
On the rocks, just letting, “The Mirror,” replay,
No confusion running through her brain,
Feel the breeze, it keeps her from going insane.

(The summer sunshine, engulfs her eyes.)

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“In the Morning,” album artwork.