The clocks have moved forwards and the mornings are dark again.
Who stole the early morning sun?
We wake up and it’s still undone
The clock has moved forward an hour
Leaving us feeling tired and dour
We stumble around in the dark
Feeling like we’ve missed the mark
Our bodies still in sleep mode
Struggling to get on the road
But fear not, my sleepy friend
This gloominess is not the end
Soon the sun will rise and shine
And we’ll feel the warmth divine
So let’s embrace this darker phase
For it won’t last for many days
And soon enough, we’ll be able to say
The early morning sun is here to stay.
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