Early in the Morning, I'll Come Calling
Early in the morning, I'll come calling
I'll come calling after you
Darling if you answer, oh we'll wander
Down the garden where it's cool
Later we'd discover, all in callings
Children silent with the stars
Early in the morning, in the morning
Everything at once is ours
Early in the morning, I'll come calling
I'll come calling after you
Though you seldom answer, still I wonder
What will pass here when you do
Delicate in grasses, bright and ashen
Breathing sweet a ruby nest
Early in the morning, in the morning
Withered, singing we will rest
Early in the morning, in the morning
I will call for you
Even though the words aren't clear
Even if my voice seems cruel
Early in the morning, in the morning
Red and almost true
Dressing in my finest suit
My cleanest shoes
Making sure the floors are too
Crisp and pressed and blue
Writer/s: James Vincent McMorrow
