Rising in the morning looking at the time
Too early to get up, grab another minute and a wink
The cold weather feels good to sleep
Yet time waits for none and ticks and tocks
Until the hours is past to get up
Finally from dreams and visions to the feeling that time is up
Rise and shine, getting ready waking up late
Lord prepare my feet to run
Mists outside, now running and blazing past the wind
To get there on time
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