Morning - Phil Ochs

Drinks are done, daylight’s come

It’s morning

Crowd’s moved on, everybody’s gone

It’s morning

Sun’s arising on the wet horizon

Another day is here

As I dream alone by the silent phone

It’s morning

Lone--------some morning reverie

All the life’s gone out of me

Coffee’s cold, paper’s old

It’s morning

Head’s on fire, oh lord I’m tried

It’s morning

Waiting for another day to live and die away

Try not to fret, try to forget

That it’s morning

Lonesome morning reverie

All the life’s gone out of me

Drinks are done, daylight’s come

It’s morning, morning, morning