I had a job for a few years writing video game music for Atari Games.
The job required a long commute, and I had to get up very early in the
morning to get there on time.
I'm a musician, I'd never really gotten up early before on a regular basis.
For months the alarm would go off in the pre-dawn, and I would curse and
grumble about my lack of sleep and fate in general. But gradually I began
to notice the birds singing in the pre-dawn, and I began to wake up to
them instead of the alarm. And rather than cursing my fate, I would wake
with a smile on my lips.
It is amazing to me that I could live for 35 years and never truly hear
the birds sing. Butnow I hear them constantly, and I'm grateful for their
song - This is my song to them.
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Every morning the birdies sing
No matter what happened the night before
Every morning the birdies sing
So sweet
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They must know something we don't know
They always wake up on the right side of the nest
The birdies know to let things go
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So sweet
I want to sing like the birdies sing
Want to wake every morning with a song
I want my neighbors to wake up with me
I want the whole neighborhood to sing along
Good morning neighbor
Howdy neighbor
Wake up neighbor it's a brand new day
Come on people, the whole world's waiting
We got to get up yes it's time to play
Good morning everybody
Good morning each and every one
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
It's a thousand voices making noises
It's the power and the beauty of an earthly song
Chickadees and children, lawyers and loons
Businesspeople and pigeons in the park at noon
Let it spread through the city and out to the country
Down in the valley and up into the sky
Let it rain in the ocean let it crash upon the shore
Let all the voices of creation make a joyful roar
Good morning everybody
Good morning each and every one
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
And at night when the stars come out
Each one carries a voice away
And we're left with the sweetest sound of all
And we're left with the sweetest sound of all
The Power of a Hat
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