Mornings Lyrics

Mornings which aren't mornings

Which are more like afternoons

I'm not sure I like them

Because time passes far too soon

Mornings which are too late

They'll be pounding down my door

They plague my days

For ageing weighs

Even when you're young and raw

I'm young I know

Time says it's so

Still head-to-toe

That changes though

And yet I'm old

I'm old I know

My little brother

Tells me so

Mornings which come too soon

Into the quiet of my room

They pull my hair

But I don't care

In my soothing midnight gloom

I'm young I know

Time says it's so

Still head-to-toe

That changes though

And yet I'm old

I'm old I know

My little brother

Tells me so