It's sparkling, it's sprinkling
It's all the lightness of the whisper barely spoken
Breathing life into the day
It's floating and rising
In the time it takes for your descriptions of the sunrise
Hands are making
This is not the time to wait
It's the time to rise
This is not the time to wait
It's the time to rise
This is not the time to wait
It's the time to rise
It's morning