Morning is breaking, my eyes are open wide
My body is shaking, you are still by my side

A new sun is rising high over the trees
The world is always surprising, how it moves, how it breathes

And if I neglect you, may my right hand grow weak
And if I fail to respect you, may my tongue fail to speak

And though I breathe with new April lungs
I am still built of October bones

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