Light of a Clear Blue Morning - The Wailin' Jennys

Out on the street, well it's 6 a.m. Another sleepless night It took three cups of coffee, but I can't clear my head From what went down last night I know we both have our, our own little ways Somehow we keep it together You hear me talk, you don't hear what I say I guess it don't even matter Blue morning, blue day Won't you see things my way? Blue morning, can't you see What your love has done to me? I've always listened to your point of view Well, my ways I've tried to mend, eh I've always been your patient man My patience has reached it's end Well you tell me you're leaving, you tell me goodbye You say you might send a letter Honey, don't telephone 'cause I won't be alone I got someone to make me feel better Blue morning, blue day Won't you see things my way? Blue morning, can't you see What your love has done to me? Yeah Blue morning, blue day Won't you see things my way? Blue morning, can't you see What your love has done to me? (Blue morning) blue morning (Blue morning) blue morning Such a (blue morning), a blue morning, whoo Blue, blue, blue day yeah, yea-yay Blue, blue day

I don't know how much longer I can wait for you You got me feeling tired You got me so confused I spend my morning trying Just to shake my mood I spend my whole afternoon Staring up at the moon In a sky of blue I'm in a sky of blue In a sky of blue Just waiting for you Just waiting for you Just waiting for you I never feel quite as good As when I'm laying by you I wish it'd last all night And then the whole day through If we're living a lie I don't give a damn about truth I'll just keep on looking Up at the moon In a sky of blue I'm in a sky of blue I'm in a sky of blue Just waiting for you Just waiting for you Just waiting for you Just waiting for you Just waiting for you Ahhhh Ahhhh Ahhhh Ahhhh

Good morning world it's a brand new day I'm packin' my bags and I'm getting away I'm movin' my legs and my city type bones I gotta get away from the busy man's 'phones Down in Malibu where the livin' is so wild and free If you wanna get happy then people come along with me A bee-bow-bow-buppa-bow-bow-bow Move over boys save a place for me I'm gettin' so tired of the company I'm gettin' black looks from the big white man Gotta get away just as fast as I can Down in Malibu where the livin' is so wild and free If you wanna get happy then people come along with me A bee-bow-bow-buppa-bow-bow-bow Good morning, freedom I gotta break away, gotta break away, gotta break away, yeah, yeah Good morning, freedom It's another day, it's another day, it's another day, yeah, yeah Good morning, freedom, yeah A bee-bow-bow-buppa-bow-bow-bow All over the world, it's the same old game Official type livin' is the thing to blame Lovin' thy neighbour is a real live thing There's only one way to get the people to sing Down in Malibu where the livin' is so wild and free If you wanna get happy then people come along with me A bee-bow-bow-buppa-bow-bow-bow A bee-bow-bow-buppa-bow-bow-bow A bee-bow-bow-buppa-bow-bow-bow Buppa-bow-bow-bow, buppa-bow-bow-bow A bee-bow-bow-buppa-bow-bow-bow A bee-bow-bow-buppa-bow-bow-bow A bee-bow-bow-buppa-bow-bow-bow Buppa-bow-bow-bow, buppa-bow-bow-bow A bee-bow-bow-buppa-bow-bow

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour