Early riser far ahead of dawn
His long march his unfortunate
slide back a day, two gone
his broken pledge his selfish debt
I’ll grant you an hour more
pushed back among the quiet hours
to dream of oceans dream of forests
dream of chasms dream of towers
someone may come look at this
I’m sorry for my horrid scrawl
I’m sorry for the world we made
I’m sorry, sorry for it all
but I’ve got plans and must
away I still plan to surprise her
by stepping up one special day
so hey the long march
of the early riser
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