The Monkees - Early Morning Blues and Greens (mono master) lyrics

A distant night bird mocks the sun I wake as I have always done To freshly scented sycamore And cold bare feet on hardwood floor My steaming coffee warms my face I'm disappointed in the taste But there's a peace the early brings The morning world of growing things I feel the moments hurry on It was today, it's died away And now it is forever gone And I will drink my coffee slow And I will watch my shadow grow And disappear in firelight And sleep alone again tonight