It's Morning

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This morning
after an early market shop
I was returning home
before 8 am
and decided
it was too beautiful,
too fresh a morning
to go inside
just yet




So I drove to the National Park
and had a little waddle about
listening to the rainbow lorikeets
warming up
in the trees overhead
and this came into my head...

...this morning my prayer
by the side of the sea








took odds to turn back
to the moon in the trees

where a green cloud of birds
in a flock of a thou'

Yelled from one to another
It's morning out loud

It's morning, it's morning
it's morning they cried

from the edge of the treetops
to the edge of the skies

It's morning, it's morning
it's morning they cried

so open your heart
when you open your eyes

And the sound of their voices
together did blend

forming chords of awakening
if I'm not here again

for they shouted
never again would they fly

in such numbers across
such a primitive sky










and they noticed my heart
as it sank to the sand









do not hurry they called
it's all part of a plan...












The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band




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