Music & Lyrics: John Popper



Misty misty morning

Coming round for my head

Oh I wish I was dead

So I wouldn't have to get up today

I didn't like the morning light

So the world is bloody red

I should go back to sleep instead

Cause it really don't matter either way



But there's a point that's neither night or day

And she smiles, tells me it's okay

And with her left hand, she starts to play and play

Some wind that moves that'll blow you far away



Well maybe some people have died in there

I've lived there forever

And I wouldn't have to be clever

Because then I'd get to stay

If I die tomorrow it'll be filled with sorrow

Like I really can't say

But at least I want to get out today