Cheerful Morning

One sleepy sunday city
Beneath a blue umbrella sky
Some early morning whistler
Burns his lips on a sip of his flat white

The street preacher
On the corner of the square
Looks like the liquor was a little bit quicker
Than Jesus last night

It's a cheerful morning, it's such a happy day
Today doesn't feel like a day to fall apart
A day to fall apart
It's a cheerful morning, it's such a happy day
Today doesn't feel like a day to fall apart
A day to fall apart

One sleepy Sunday morning
Beneath a blue umbrella sky
Woke up remarkably early
And left the empty silence for a rainy night

A voice that sounds
A lot like Margaret Thatcher's
Calls out the numbers for the bingo at the elderly centre
She's a real ear-catcher

It's a cheerful morning, it's such a happy day
Today doesn't feel like a day to fall apart
A day to fall apart
It's a cheerful morning, it's such a happy day
Today doesn't feel like a day to fall apart
A day to fall apart

Oh my head is heavy
And my feet are tired
My sight is blurry
And my eyes are dry

One sleepy Sunday city
Without you
Beneath a blue umbrella
Beneath a blue umbrella
Beneath a blue umbrella sky

It's a cheerful morning, it's such a happy day
Today doesn't feel like a day to fall apart
A day to fall apart
It's a cheerful morning, it's such a happy day
Today doesn't feel like a day to fall apart



Credits
Writer(s): Dafne Holtland, Frank Van Kasteren
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