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If it wasn’t for you,
we might sleep through the night
But there’d be no joy in the morning
No joy in the morning light.
When you couldn’t hold your head up
When you couldn’t look around
Had a dream of you at the table
Swinging feet could touch the ground
Teaching you to wait ‘til daybreak
Is a hard old load to bare
But we’re travelling towards the morning
And you and I are siblings there.
In the morning we’ll laugh
To the cleanest joke
That has ever, ever been told.
Somehow we’ve always known it,
But it will never never get old.
In the morning no one will laugh and be a fraud
Everyone will get it, at no one’s expense but God’s
There were angels in the crib whispering
And you cracked a smile
But heaven’s jokes are innocent
And I don’t get the one’s they tell
I hope you’ve forgotten
When the whole room laughed at you
I was caught up entertaining
Now I can’t sleep because of you.
The joke’s on him
just like all the food and the wine
just like the air, the light, the time.
And in the morning, I will rather die then hurt you.