Lyrics
Waking Each Morning
By Ian G. Clifton
June 23rd, 2002
Slowly, my eyes open.
I see what I always see.
It is my room,
And everything around me.
The clock says I should be up,
But I don't like its beep.
I hit the snooze button,
And get some more sleep.
Again it screams,
And I struggle to care.
Why should I be up?
What's going on out there?
I want more sleep,
And snoozing doesn't work.
Instead I get up,
The alarm clock's power I jerk.
The display goes blank,
And I get back in bed.
My eyes close once more.
My consciousness has fled.
But alas, the birds chirp.
The cars honk and squeal.
I try to cover my ears,
But my stomach wants a meal.
So I struggle to get out of bed.
I waver on my feet.
I toss back my pillow,
And fix my only sheet.
Each day it's the same,
A journey to wake.
If only I didn't have to,
But that'd be a mistake.