Come The Morning The world and all its angels, Talking in my head The world and all its angels, Lay upon my bed The world and all its angels, Set table for a feast The world and all its angels, Come to toast the suckling beast Come the morning By the dawning light Such crimes and stories Behold the wondous sights The world and all its madmen, Tremple and makes signs, The world and all its madmen, In a kingdom for the blind The world and all its madmen, Scribble endless lists The world and all its madmen Phantoms in the mist Come the morning By the dawning light Such crimes and stories Behold the wondrous sights The world and all its people, Die for dollars and for dimes. The world and all its people Just seem a waste of time The world and all its people, They never learn a thing The world and all its people, Just lepers beneath the skin Come the morning By the dawning light Such crimes and stories Behold the wondrous sights |