Race around without thinking.
Around the drain you’re going
I see you,
Entering a familiar road.
This time there is no difference,
All I want to do is get you,
Get you back on track,
With that same old mat,
It’s time to get a point of view.
No turning back,
To that same old track.
It’s time to spin a new tune.
You know it’s true,
He can’t be your muse.
Stop looking at the view,
Why don’t you focus on your tune,
Instead of playing with the blues.
I feel you pulling away,
It’s not hard to say you’re sorry.
You slide slowly; it’s not hard to climb back up.
Just take hold of the hand I’m holding.
Wake up, wake up, I’m calling.
Can’t you hear us mourning?
An ember burning has ignited and is hurting,
Can’t you see?
Come on, come on, you’re closer.
Like a gun without the powder.
You twist, you turn, you're damaged, you're burned,
But come on, come on,
I wrote It's Morning last year when I saw my friend going through a rough patch, and I was finding it hard watching her make the same mistakes again. It speaks of the opportunity to start afresh, and choosing not to live in the darkness, but walking in the light. When we are in dark places during our lives we have a choice, whether to surrender to our insecurities, and our bad habits, or to be vulnerable and ask for help and support, to take the hard (but rewarding) road and to be motivated to start afresh. When our friends (or ourselves) go through these rough patches, it can be quite easy to spot. For me personally, it can make me sad to see friends and family that way, hence the line "Can't you see us mourning?" Despite being "damaged" and "burned", the time has come to wake up, reboost and reignite, because "It's morning."