I caught a dawn chorus this morning, And it was a show-stopper. I'm rising early again, and it's great. I took a Hell of a chance, And it's paid off handsomely. Now it looks like everything is right. And the sky was deep blue, and the air was ice-cold. I look at the sky quite a lot, Don't you know? 'Cause I don't know what the future's got in store for me, But it's gotta hold more than the past any day. Now I don't care if the past has left marks on me Who can't assess their own damage with their own two eyes? God knows how we did it, I guess we're all just scrabbling around in the dirt-- We just aim for the sky. There's so much pessimism around that it's frightening-- Makes you wonder where it's all gonna end. But if you get up real early--say 4: 30--and look around, You'll see the world before the cynics have got out of bed.