Текст песни Early Morning Blues And Greens [Master Backing Track] - The Monkees
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
I′m diappointed in the taste.
But there's a peace the early brings
The morning world of growing things.
(Instrumental)
I feel the moments hurry on
It was today, it′s 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.
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