By diane hilderbrand and jack keller

A distant night bird mocks the sun.
I wake as I have always done,
To freshly scented sycamore
And cold bare feet on hardwood floor.

My steaming coffee warms ny face
I'm diappointed in the taste.
But there's a peace the early brings
The morning world of growing things.

[instrumental]

I feel the moments hurry on
It was today, it's died away,
And now it is forever gone.

And I will drink my coffee slow
And I will watch my shadow grow
And disappear in firelight
And sleep alone again tonight.

• Early Morning Blues & Greens
• For Pete's Sake
• Forget That Girl
• I Can't Get Her Off My Mind
• I'll Spend My Life With You
• No Time
• Rany Scouse Git
• Shades of Gray
• Sunny Girlfriend
• You Just May Be The One
• You Told Me
• Zilch