In A Misty Morning
Gene Clark Lyrics


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I came into town on a Monday morning
The tall buildings breaking up the city sky
The streets were wet it had just been pouring
Like the clouds above the storm just had to cry
I trained my eye on a police cruiser
I watched and I gulped as he passed me by
I looked around to see the street lights changing
And a voice down deep inside me asked me why
Running through my thoughts
Were the memories of the days that I had left behind
Way down in my soul were the hope
That better days were always there to find
The fog rolled in and the lights grew dimmer
And the sound of the city streets seemed amplified
In the misty morning when it had just been pouring




Like the clouds above the storm just had to cry
Like the clouds above the storm just had to cry

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Gene Clark's song In A Misty Morning encapsulate a feeling of restlessness and longing for something better. The singer enters the city on a gloomy Monday morning, a visual that is painted adeptly by Clark as he describes how the tall buildings interrupt the skyline and the streets are wet from recent rain. The singer witnesses a police cruiser pass by and is struck with a sense of unease, perhaps symbolizing an authority figure that the singer feels is looming over them. As the streetlights change, the singer begins to question why they are there in the first place.


The verse "Running through my thoughts were the memories of the days that I had left behind/Way down in my soul were the hope that better days were always there to find" captures both nostalgia and optimism, as the singer reflects on their past while holding onto hope for the future. The misty morning and amplified sounds of the city further contribute to a feeling of uncertainty and unease, perhaps reflecting the singer's internal state.


Overall, In A Misty Morning is a poignant reminder of the complexities of the human experience, and how even amidst dark and uncertain times, there is always hope for something better.


Line by Line Meaning

I came into town on a Monday morning
I arrived in the city on a fresh start of the week


The tall buildings breaking up the city sky
The skyscrapers segmented and interrupted the wide-open expanse of the urban sky


The streets were wet it had just been pouring
The roads were slick and damp from the recent rainfall


Like the clouds above the storm just had to cry
The downpour was overdue and finally unleashed from the gathering clouds


I trained my eye on a police cruiser
I focused my attention on a passing police car


I watched and I gulped as he passed me by
I observed with nervousness as the patrol car drove past me


I looked around to see the street lights changing
I glanced at the lamp posts switching illumination while walking down the block


And a voice down deep inside me asked me why
A feeling from within questioned my decisions and motives


Running through my thoughts
My mind was active and racing with contemplations


Were the memories of the days that I had left behind
I reminisced about the events and people of my past


Way down in my soul were the hope
At the core of my being, I held onto optimistic expectations


That better days were always there to find
I believed that brighter times awaited me on my path


The fog rolled in and the lights grew dimmer
Haze descended, lowering the visibility and intensity of the luminance


And the sound of the city streets seemed amplified
The noise of the bustling metropolis appeared louder and magnified than before


In the misty morning when it had just been pouring
During the foggy and rainy dawn hours


Like the clouds above the storm just had to cry
Similar to the way the clouds let out precipitation during the tempest




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: GENE CLARK

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John Smith

Gene Clark – very long article / biography

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All comments from YouTube:

Louis Vanrenen

I have listened to Gene for fifty years now, and realize that he was one of the best singer song writers of that era. For some reason I like him better than Dylan (!) Neil Young ( who is very very good) and Van Morrison. In the end, I believe, he was an excellent poet with a voice to match with an emotion of longing that permeated all his songs. It was like he was on a mountain singing to the world about the essences of life. Many never heard of him but he is due NOW for a rediscovery of some kind.

Michael Angelo

The aforementioned are not in the same league

lonewizzard

In a perfect world, Gene Clark's name would be royalty and all of his albums would be platinum.  For those who enjoy and embrace his music I salute you all.

Christine Parker

Gene's voice always leaves me speechless

Christine Parker

Like most of his amazing music does to me.:speechless and in awe at the lyrics and melodies and the voice

LMC_18

Prech dude! Crying shame but so what, fans of music love him anyway. And Judee Sill too. 😎✌️

Richard Thornton

Thats me!!

starman714

and to you too brother!

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southernbelle816

I listen to this song every single day, and especially on Mondays. So beautiful, tinged with sadness, but overflowing with hope at the same time. That is the GENEius of Gene Clark <3 Perfectly arranged and incredibly dynamic. I wish everyone knew this tune.

bubblegum crisis1394

I'm with you - this is apex Gene Clark for me as welll.
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