Mourning Morning
Just Jack Lyrics

Morning light don't scratch my eyes
I hope the morning light won't be too harsh on my eyes and hurt them.

Just let me wash up on a shore
I just want to wake up slowly and gently, like when you wash up on a peaceful shore.

I used to have the strangest dreams
I used to have very unusual and weird dreams.

But they don't come here anymore
But now I don't dream like that anymore, and I miss it.

My duvet's laid out like an atlas
My blanket is messed up like a map, with stains marking the lines between different territories.

With stains to mark the borderlines
The stains on my blanket form the boundaries between the different 'nations' in my bed.

Indentations in my pillow
My pillow has imprints from my head that show where I slept.

I hope won't fade with time
I hope those imprints will stay, and not disappear with time.

Smoke the roach left in the ashtray
I smoke the last bit of the joint I didn't finish last night, which is still in the ashtray.

On which I choked the night before
I choked on that same joint last night.

Stubbed my toes on dirty clothes
I bumped my toes on the clothes strewn across the floor.

Like mountain ranges on a floor
The piles of clothes on the floor look like mountains, because they're so high.

I pick my way through crusty dishes
I navigate my way around the dirty dishes, which have hardened food on them.

And their greasy chemistry
The dishes have a greasy residue that has built up over time, making them harder to clean.

I washed two cups and then remember
I started washing two cups, but then I remember that you're not here anymore.

That you've left already
You've already left.

I let you go so reluctantly
I didn't want to let you go, but I had to.

And I can still hear your lazy symphony
I can still hear the sounds you made when you were here, because they were so memorable.

And just when I think I found my calling
And just when I think I've figured out what I want in life.

It's another mourning morning
I wake up sad again, missing you and feeling alone.

They say the devil's in the detail
They say that it's often the small things that cause problems.

I'm gonna blind my eyes instead
Rather than focus on the little things, I'm going to try to ignore them altogether.

I put my memories in a landscape
I imagine my memories as if they are part of a larger environment.

Where only reckless angels tread
Where only the bravest and most daring people would venture.

And watch the fingerprints you left
I see the marks you left behind, especially on my skin.

Like a secret code upon my skin
The marks you left behind are like a message that only I can decipher.

And I remember when you told me
I have vivid memories of the times you spoke to me.

A gilded crown won't make a king
You told me that just having a fancy object doesn't make someone important or powerful.

I really want you to stay
I wish you would stay here with me.

But I know you have to go
But I understand that you have to leave, even if I don't want you to.

Let the conversation flow
We should enjoy the time we have together and not get bogged down by the sadness of knowing you'll have to leave soon.

Have to go again
I know you're leaving again, and it's hard to deal with.