Music & lyrics: john popper

Misty misty morning
Coming round for my head
Oh I wish I was dead
So I wouldnt have to get up today
I didnt like the morning light
So the world is bloody red
I should go back to sleep instead
Cause it really dont matter either way

But theres a point thats neither night or day
And she smiles, tells me its okay
And with her left hand, she starts to play and play
Some wind that moves thatll blow you far away

Well maybe some people have died in there
Ive lived there forever
And I wouldnt have to be clever
Because then Id get to stay
If I die tomorrow itll be filled with sorrow
Like I really cant say
But at least I want to get out today