Waiting in line
Feeling so fine
Twisting the morning
Morning is mine
Calling the day and drifting away
There's time enough to soothe the soul
Awake and bake, rise the right way
It can't be said but it's in every head of
Stone and mortar and break of day
Can't look back on the things that have passed
Away today, tomorrow and yesterday
Won't see the dawn until the nighttime fades again
The tree still stands in my hands