I’m almost awake, (almost)
Chill wind kisses the pearl of dawn
and I watch robins on the lawn
time does come at its own pace
and starts the ragged human race
Highway filled with those half asleep
in whom their fate trust angles keep
little cups of coffee keep them going
unless a truck has been set to towing
Them workday blues for a waking mind
a shock the things your apt to find
I hate the start of solars light
for upon my sleep its become a blight!
spell check, (brain check!)
I’m almost awake, (almost)
Chill wind kisses the pearl of dawn
and I watch robins on the lawn
time does come at its own pace
and starts the ragged human race
Highway filled with those half asleep
in whom their fate trust angels keep
little cups of coffee keep them going
unless a truck has been set to towing
Them workday blues for a waking mind
a shock the things your apt to find
I hate the start of solars light
for upon my sleep its become a blight!