Early Morning Grey - Karen Matheson

I’m driving through the open roads of hometown

The Junipers are swaying again

It’s barely five o’clock and sunlight’s on the loch

And nothing’s wrong, no, nothing’s wrong

I’ve been working day and night for this moment

Since I shed those leaves of doubt

It’s here I want to stay, in the early morning grey

And I can’t change, no, I can’t change

No more running at the moon in all her splendor

Her faces haunted me

I’m staying where the days will seem much longer

In the early morning grey

There’s something in this season, so golden

Something in the lay of this land

If only you and me were the child I can see

We’d be all right

I’m standing on the fringe of the ocean

The century is closing at last

It’s here I want to stay, in the early morning grey

And I can’t change, no, I can’t change

No more running at the moon in all her splendor

Her faces haunted me

I’m staying where the days will seem much longer

In the early morning grey