This is a song lyric. I haven't posted these before here but they are another form I've worked in for many decades. I've also written the music, which in this case came first, with the two line refrain.
SOMETHING IN THE MORNING (SOMETHING ELSE IN THE NIGHT)
copyright 2016 by William S. Kowinski
Theres something in the morning/something else in the night
something in the morning/something else in the night
Grandmother in the garden/spider woman tells her tales
butterflies spin around you/like packages in the mail
How many weeks till christmas/how many days of rain
the porch light on for supper/sleepy whistle of a train
Moron threw the clock out of the window/because he wanted to see time fly
how many days without you/with no memory of goodbye.
there's something in the morning, something else in the night.
something in the morning, something else in the night.
Burning on the sidewalk/ of the life you could not see
there’s nothing here that’s for you/ but maybe to believe
College was depressing/everything sad but true
you learn that life is tragic/for everyone but you
She sits down at your table/ with her stained glass smile
she takes you back to her apartment/for your free home trial
something in the morning...
You go back to the office/to try to make things right
you peer into the darkness/as if its just another shade of light
In the deep blue of the evening/when the lights begin to glow
it all has such potential/but it’s all you’ll ever know
Your destination is programmed/into your new device
but you don’t have to go there/just think about it once or twice
There's something in the morning...
The future mocks the present/the present stares at the past/
lost in the viral moment/of the shoes that do not last.
A breeze wrinkles the curtains/ a bird sings Beethoven’s fifth
the highway sounds like the ocean
but the yearning never lifts
Hummingbird at the feeder/blue cat’s come to play
he said life is no 10 point program/it’s what you do everyday
There's something in the morning/something else in the night ...
From here the ocean seems so endless/sun shining in your hair
but you know we’re just all tourists/spreading poisons everywhere
Thieves and liars above us/they hide in the brightest light
we don’t seem to learn anything/just take another bite.
They take everything from us/with the power they have bought/
they get away with everything
it doesn’t matter if they get caught
something in the morning...
Buffy won’t take the freeway/Tom won’t get on a plane
I don’t like escalators/you don’t know where they’ve been
Watching for your car for hours/never thought you’d be that long
a hundred times I saw it coming/a hundred times I was wrong
These days with you discover/the colors of the deep
they’ve spoken of devotion/in our castle keep
there’s something in the morning, something else in the night
something in the morning, something else in the night
I started the water running/ I can hear when it gets hot
wash away the chalk marks/ between what's real and what is not
Hope is what she’s doing/ in a world coming unmade
be kind and be useful/no time to be afraid
This scene is dissolving/ into the one to come
it must be getting near the end but/ I guess we’ll have to let it run
Theres something in the morning
something else in the night
something in the morning
something else in the night
