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Early in the Morning

from Cabin Fever by Z. Swann

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lyrics

Early in the morning
my eyes were open wide
as if I'd walked for hours in my sleep.
Honeydew and coconuts
sold upon a produce truck
wafted through my windows from the street.

I see within my memory
a woman cries "Oh Henry,
should I be made to walk home in the night?"
I must have followed closely.
For though they whispered mostly,
every word she spoke was if I'd up and died.

All while making a sound
(can she see I see it?)
All while making a sound
(she deftly makes excuses
does she know it's useless?)

Peter's younger sisters
made a swift impression
displaying a collection of their art.
Stayed in their room for hours
pressing tiny, little flowers
they gathered in the woods behind the park.

They set out every morning,
on each wrist a wicker basket,
skipping with the dew upon their feet.
To all the lords and ladies,
"chamomile and daisies!"
They heralded their song all down the street.

All while making a sound
(have you dressed your windows?)
All while making a sound
(do you see these colors?
not like any other)

Colin was a poet
who knew a lot of things
and still remained confounded by his fate.
He set out every morning
in search of his lost family
and arrived in every town a day too late.

He's sleeping in a phone booth
somewhere in Midland, Texas
the yellow pages draped across his face.
He's gossiped with the mothers
and finally discovered
his kin have disappeared without a trace.

All while making a sound
(have you seen my brother)
All while making a sound
(he could look just like me.
could we be twins? we might be.)

credits

from Cabin Fever, released March 24, 2016
tom - drums
mari - vox
allie - oh henry

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Z. Swann Nashville, Tennessee

Zac Swann is busy making music at his home in Nashville, Tennessee. But first, he has to feed the cats and make some coffee. Oh and there's the dishes from last night....

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