Morning Glory Lyrics

[00:12.960]	I lit my purest candle close to my
[00:19.130]	Window, hoping it would catch the eye
[00:24.690]	Of any vagabond who passed it by,
[00:31.900]	And I waited in my fleeting house
[00:36.570]
[00:37.570]	Before he came I felt him drawing near;
[00:43.450]	As he neared I felt the ancient fear
[00:49.250]	That he had come to wound my door and jeer,
[00:55.470]	And I waited in my fleeting house
[00:59.470]
[01:01.920]	"Tell me stories," I called to the Hobo;
[01:10.220]	"Stories of cold," I smiled at the Hobo;
[01:19.0]	"Stories of old," I knelt to the Hobo;
[01:28.300]	And he stood before my fleeting house
[01:36.300]
[01:37.590]	"No," said the Hobo, "No more tales of time;
[01:43.950]	Don't ask me now to wash away the grime;
[01:49.150]	I can't come in 'cause it's too high a climb,"
[01:55.350]	And he walked away from my fleeting house
[01:57.380]
[02:02.110]	"Then you be damned!" I screamed to the Hobo;
[02:10.310]	"Leave me alone," I wept to the Hobo;
[02:18.970]	"Turn into stone," I knelt to the Hobo;
[02:28.490]	And he walked away from my fleeting house

[00:12.960]	I lit my purest candle close to my
[00:19.130]	Window, hoping it would catch the eye
[00:24.690]	Of any vagabond who passed it by,
[00:31.900]	And I waited in my fleeting house
[00:36.570]
[00:37.570]	Before he came I felt him drawing near
[00:43.450]	As he neared I felt the ancient fear
[00:49.250]	That he had come to wound my door and jeer,
[00:55.470]	And I waited in my fleeting house
[00:59.470]
[01:01.920]	" Tell me stories," I called to the Hobo
[01:10.220]	" Stories of cold," I smiled at the Hobo
[01:19.0]	" Stories of old," I knelt to the Hobo
[01:28.300]	And he stood before my fleeting house
[01:36.300]
[01:37.590]	" No," said the Hobo, " No more tales of time
[01:43.950]	Don' t ask me now to wash away the grime
[01:49.150]	I can' t come in ' cause it' s too high a climb,"
[01:55.350]	And he walked away from my fleeting house
[01:57.380]
[02:02.110]	" Then you be damned!" I screamed to the Hobo
[02:10.310]	" Leave me alone," I wept to the Hobo
[02:18.970]	" Turn into stone," I knelt to the Hobo
[02:28.490]	And he walked away from my fleeting house

[00:12.960]	I lit my purest candle close to my
[00:19.130]	Window, hoping it would catch the eye
[00:24.690]	Of any vagabond who passed it by,
[00:31.900]	And I waited in my fleeting house
[00:36.570]
[00:37.570]	Before he came I felt him drawing near
[00:43.450]	As he neared I felt the ancient fear
[00:49.250]	That he had come to wound my door and jeer,
[00:55.470]	And I waited in my fleeting house
[00:59.470]
[01:01.920]	" Tell me stories," I called to the Hobo
[01:10.220]	" Stories of cold," I smiled at the Hobo
[01:19.0]	" Stories of old," I knelt to the Hobo
[01:28.300]	And he stood before my fleeting house
[01:36.300]
[01:37.590]	" No," said the Hobo, " No more tales of time
[01:43.950]	Don' t ask me now to wash away the grime
[01:49.150]	I can' t come in ' cause it' s too high a climb,"
[01:55.350]	And he walked away from my fleeting house
[01:57.380]
[02:02.110]	" Then you be damned!" I screamed to the Hobo
[02:10.310]	" Leave me alone," I wept to the Hobo
[02:18.970]	" Turn into stone," I knelt to the Hobo
[02:28.490]	And he walked away from my fleeting house

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