Dawns on the horizon and the sun is coming up,
I got out of bed quite early and the coffees in my cup;
I took a sip of it with a turn and a twist,
I can see its early on the watch in my wrist.
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Dawn the colour of reds, yellows orange and blue,
From black and white of night and stars to morning hue;
The sun is bright and light is to another day,
To address the morning and to find out its way.
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Dawn now the time from the dusk when I went to bed,
I'll live to find the light to see the day ahead;
The way I say I think I need to look and see,
What all this means and its meant to be to me.
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Dawn the space in room to tell and the roof as well,
Where the earth goes around the sun that burns like hell;
The world in which and where we live to love.
In the magnitude of the heavens and of God above.
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Dawns to me and dawns to be, of dawns gone by,
That turned and taught the teachers in the sky;
The eye that sees remembers well the day that past,
Through clear windows and what has begun to last.
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Dawns the dream from which I woke to see,
The colours melting as they rise from sun to be;
To me the price, well it has not lost the cost,
But paid in full upon the cross for it to coast.
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Signed,
Live to find another day
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