Morning Light

Morning Light

The race was won, the race was lost
It's not a sprint it's a marathon
We must survive at all cost

The whispering, the cold dead sights
Its cruel mistress forgetting
Its lover, forgetting it's child

Interjections are lost and found
From the streets to the underground

A passing thought, a passing glance
Forget apprehension remember we all have a chance
To save ourselves, to save our hearts
From the plight of rejection we'll never be stronger apart

Interjections are lost and found
From the streets to the underground

As the night draws in and the moon hangs high
Two lovers descend and wait 'til the morning light
As the tree tops flirt with horizon lines
Wrapped up tight in each other, 'til the morning light