Morning Sun
Potato Potato Lyrics


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Said to her, "My dear, I'll write a love song"
But couldn't make the words leave my mouth
So I left her in the morning with my gloves on
Anticipating winter heading south
Now the words flowing out of me like water, sifting through the thoughts ever so clear and come sit down with me my lovely water, and listen for I've got a lot to hear
I left her in the morning sun, I left her in July, I left with my raincoat on, with nothing on my mind
Waiting for someone to come and get you
waiting for a prisoner in diguise
You tell me you want them to forget, but nothing gets forgotten in these time
She smokes cigerattes that don't taste so good now, drinks until you feeling nice and warm
Just run from all the feelings you've locked down, because nothing is worse than leaving in the morn
I left her in the morning sun, I left her in July, I left her with my raincoat on with nothing on my mind
Now the suitcase that I took with me, is rusted to the bone
I'm running out of books to read
I've got nowhere to go
I left in the morning sun, I left her in July, I left with my raincoat on, with nothing on my mind
now the suitcase that I took with me, is rusted to the bone




I'm running out of books to read
I've got nowhere to go

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Potato Potato’s song “Morning Sun” tell the story of a man who promises to write a love song for someone, but can’t seem to find the words. The song is about leaving and loss, as the man leaves the woman he was with in the morning, in July. The man is anticipating winter heading south, which could symbolize his own emotional season of coldness and detachment. The beginning of the song is full of hesitation and uncertainty, but as it progresses, the lyrics become more fluid, like water. The man’s thoughts become clearer and he reveals that he has a lot to say.


The woman in the song is struggling with addiction, smoking cigarettes that don't taste good and drinking until she feels warm inside. The man urges her to face her feelings instead of running away from them, and highlights the pain of leaving in the morning. The chorus repeats that the man left the woman in the morning sun, in July, with nothing on his mind. He talks about how his suitcase has become rusted and how he has run out of books to read, which could symbolize that he’s feeling stuck and without direction. The lyrics suggest the man has nothing to distract him from his pain and longing, as shown by the line “nowhere to go”.


Line by Line Meaning

Said to her, "My dear, I'll write a love song"
I promised my loved one a love song


But couldn't make the words leave my mouth
But I struggled with writer's block and couldn't come up with anything


So I left her in the morning with my gloves on
So I left her in the morning while she was still asleep and bundled up for winter


Anticipating winter heading south
Knowing that winter was coming and I needed to head south before it arrives


Now the words flowing out of me like water, sifting through the thoughts ever so clear and come sit down with me my lovely water, and listen for I've got a lot to hear
But now I am finally able to express my feelings clearly and want to share them with someone


Waiting for someone to come and get you
Feeling stranded and hoping for rescue


waiting for a prisoner in disguises
Hoping for someone unexpected to come save them


You tell me you want them to forget, but nothing gets forgotten in these times
You say you want to forget the past, but it's impossible in these difficult times


She smokes cigarettes that don't taste so good now, drinks until you feeling nice and warm
She copes with her emotions by smoking and drinking until she feels numb


Just run from all the feelings you've locked down, because nothing is worse than leaving in the morn
Avoid dealing with your emotions because leaving in the morning is already hard enough


Now the suitcase that I took with me, is rusted to the bone
The suitcase I took with me on my journey is old and falling apart


I'm running out of books to read
I have exhausted all of my sources of entertainment


I've got nowhere to go
I am lost and directionless in my journey




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@harrisonedwardz

I heard them play this live on the streets of Brisbane, it's taken me a good 2/3 years of searching, I gave up & here it is!!! Randomly popped up on my suggestions. Finally!!!!! Music is life

@WaveOfGoodNoise

+Harrison Stacey nice =)

@sophieconnolly9346

I heard this song on a surfstitch ad on tv and literally searched everywhere for it for about an hour. After a long time i finally found it.

@manarhaidar116

Me too 😂

@lunaticOCE

me three.

@edwardleung997

me two.

@lachlanxd8471

*****  you have the best name lol, and me five

@molleighlane2241

Omg same😂

@Livvybabee28

I've been trying to find this ad for a whole month, surfstitch you cheeky bitches i've got you now.

@manarhaidar116

This song it grate, should be on the radio this summer 👌

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