As the last drops of morning dew
rise up to the dawn
When sleeping rosebuds begin to stir
to mark the start of morn
As the first notes of morning song
swathe in from the night
You cross the bridge from dark to grey
then silver glinting light
As a silent fox creeps its way
back home to its rest
When the alley cats chase the rats
back to their hidden nests
As the first flutter from a single bird
takes to the air
Then a chattering and rustling and a almighty bustling
from inside the hidden lairs
When single rays of sunlight
burst down through the trees
Like golden silk curtains
shimmering on the breeze
Then a distant bellow from a startled dog
awakened by a sound
and a sudden chatter from a brace of crows
debating the meal they've found
Then clinking glass and humming float
cascades the overture
With whistling man and rustling coat
he's tinkering at the door
And staring clock with tick and tock
beats out the perfect time
Awake all night, ti's my plight
ghost be rid my mind.