Morning

A minute to morning, got nothing left to feel
I catch myself asleep at the wheel
Man needs a meaning, a horizon up ahead
Something at stake, a reason to make it, to the end of the day

I get tired of seeing
Seeing all that I've known
I'm tired of feeling
Feeling nothing at all
I'm tired of dreaming
But it helps me at night
Knowing everything can change all at once
When I open my eyes
I get up, by the grace, of the morning

A second past sunrise, cold shower cleans the slate
Yesterday's give and take is washing away
No matter what I lost
No matter what I won
The only thing that matters is to keep going on
All I need is a dream at the end of the day

I get tired of seeing
Seeing all that I've known
I'm tired of feeling
Feeling nothing at all
I'm tired of dreaming
But it helps me at night
Knowing everything can change all at once
When I open my eyes

When I get up, by the grace, of the morning
With the sun I rise, I fall and I try again
So I get up when the rain, keeps pouring
I keep my head up high, and I know that I'll rise again
by the grace, of the morning

I get tired of seeing
Seeing all that I've known
I'm tired of feeling
Feeling nothing at all
I'm sick and tired of dreaming
But it helps me at night
Knowing everything can change all at once
When I open my eyes
I get up, by the grace, of the morning