At first it was a dark tunnel
Filled with dreams both dark and light
Did New Orleans make it out all right?
I heard there was a hurricane.
Oh no? That's good. I love that place.
Thank goodness it was just a dream
Its confusing during the in between
Of sleep and wakefulness.
Something soft and fuzzy rubs against me
What the experts say is "bunting"
But his lovin' just leaves me grunting
In the morning before the coffee.
Her body stretches her sleepy muscles
They have been still for most of the night
And then she sees the slivers of light
Coming in on a beautiful morning.
Okay wake up, its time to do it
Face the day with an open mind
'Tis a day that you know you'll find
Something brand new to experience.
Good morning, Charlie and fuzzy friends
Music will play throughout the day
And mama will come home soon to play
In the golden afternoon.
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