Blues For The Muse — текст песни (The Incredible String Band)

I wake up in the early when I see my day walk in;
I wake up in the early when I start to begin.
I drink up my coffee to drive dreams away,
And I think about leaving but remain for the day.

Oh Glory but I just stay blind,
Think about my loving, yes, some of the time

I want to take it easy,
Ain`t it hard like they say,
But I can play.

And most any morning, most any morning
I like to be born into my guitar day.

They say it`s all butterflies,
Don`t let your dreams get in your eyes,
But Orpheus made the sunrise,
`Cause he knew how to play.

She sings so fadey,
Called the sweet guitar lady.
She`s a noted writer, I just can`t seem to let her be.
And she is my flower, I call her my easy hour.
She`s a low special, Baby that`s enough for me.

And it`s all right, you`re in the graveyard now.
Well it`s all right, you`re in the graveyard now.

You may weep, you may moan,
You may pass your life so gay,
But lucky in life, I swear sometimes,
Surely going to have to meet your leaving day.

Well, she sings like the seashore,
Tonight I`m going to ride on your seesaw.
I will call up the Angels if they have a little word to say,
And I think I`ll try cloudwalking.
It`s just my face you see here talking,
And it`s just the guitar singing,
And I have to let her have her way.