29.6 AM Morningside
Lyricist:James Mark Hornsey, Alasdair David Mac Lean
And 6 a.m. in Morningside
The first car rushes by
We walk down to the garden
And the sunlight fills your eyes
And stops me for a moment
'Till I turn and look the other way
The windows are all open
And it's Saturday
And where I ride the evening
Turns to blue and fades away
A silence hangs enchanted
Through sunset and the lane
The air is charged with sunlight
And your name is ringing through my mind
Cathedral bells and sunlit is the night
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