Blues For The Muse

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

Well, she sings so fadey, I called my 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, and baby that's enough for me

I got sorrow spells, I got sorrow spells

She showed up low to the blues away

And it's raining in the ocean, raining in the ocean

And stones on the mountain and just like they say

I'm just the string striker, just the lamplighter

I ain't no price fighter, it's easy to play

Well, she sings like the seashore

Tonight I don't ride on your seesaw

I will call up the angels if they have a little word to say

And I think I'll try cloud walking

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

And it's all right, you're in the graveyard now

And 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 don't ride on your seesaw

I will call up the angels if they have a little word to say

And I think I'll try cloud walking

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