In My Good Good Morning

I'm Up Before The Sun Can Bring,

Early Morning, And Everyone

Like A Shiny Thing.



All My Angels Appear

Before My Window Saying

"Good Morning"

In My Good Morning



In My Good, Good Morning

I Feel Before My Thoughts All Spring.

Am I Conscious Or

Is This My Unconscious Being

No More Like A Dream Than A

God Before My Conscious Saying

"Good Morning" In My Good Morning?



In My Good, Good Morning

I'm Up Before The Sun Can Bring,

Early Morining, And

Everyone Like A Shiny Thing.

No More Like A Dream, Then A God Before

My Conscious Saying

"Good Morning" In My Good Morning.