Easily rise, my sun
For now the hour has gotten golden
Early rise, my hun
For now the setting ease is begun

Where wires trip they whom don’t belong,
The songbirds singing has been strung
Chirping through open windows
And mirrors who seem to find me

Early rise, my love
For now the songbirds have awaited
Easily ride my hum
The worms they picked were baited

Where harmonies lay low
Line curved wires after the storm
And the tide brought the tow
To lift you off your toes

And the songbirds will sing again
About you and how it felt back then