If you're up before the dawn
You can watch it coming in
As the treetops softly yawn
Waking all the birds within
Glowing in the east you see
It lights the morning sky
'wonder what this day will be
And never wonder why
Softly blows the morning breeze
Blows the new day in with ease
Brisk it be till sun awake
While the birds will softly shake
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