Morning Glory

Those fucking birds are singing again
It’s early morning, much too late and I am wasted again
A single malt, a last cigarette
And then I rather should be going to bed

One last tango on the dance floor of my mind
A little orphan that’s crying deep inside
The morning takes this night that was so long
While Leonard’s singing in the Tower of Song

Morning glory
For those who do not need to weep
But not for me
I’m into, I’m into it

I was closing my eyes on me
Loneliness won’t leave me alone
My heart
My heart falls like a stone

By this time
they might be naked in the showers
By this time
they wash them clean from my insult
By this time
I’m just a yesterday’s man
Still I’m praising,
just like I would be the fan

Can someone now just shoot those birds for me
Can someone tell me, what do you feel
All you people without bizarre desire
Please come in
and kill my always burning fire

Morning glory
For those who do not need to weep
But not for me, I’m into…

I was closing my eyes on me
loneliness won’t leave me alone
My heart – My heart
Falls like a stone

I can’t bring the girls back, hold with
I can’t make it – how
How – how – how can love be nightmare
Close her eyes on me…

Those fucking birds are singing again
It’s early morning, much too late and I am wasted again
A single malt / A cigarette
And then I rather should be going to bed

Lyrics by Tilo Wolff
* “Tower of Song” is a song of Leonard Cohen

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