Morning Story-Jack Bruce

[ti:Morning Story] [ar:Jack Bruce] [al:Live at the Manchester Free Trade Hall] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.72]Morning Story - Jack Bruce [00:01.75]Written by：Peter Brown/Jack Bruce/Janet Godfrey [00:03.51] [01:30.43]Running jumping pushing its way [01:32.42] [01:37.49]Morning's nighttime blends into day [01:40.12] [01:44.60]Can't find curtains to shut it away [01:47.50] [01:52.54]We were alone in the hills of the night [01:56.81] [02:01.24]Now the neon dawn lets in the light [02:06.24] [02:10.86]And the milkman that nobody knows [02:13.22] [02:14.65]Leaves bottles of tears [02:15.86] [02:19.92]At the house full of laughter [02:21.85] [02:22.87]Nobody ever hears [02:25.41] [02:30.17]At the house full of laughter [02:31.86] [02:32.55]Oh the grass is burned black [02:34.93] [02:42.09]Seas turned to steam [02:43.43] [02:44.33]When we boiled the dream of tomorrow [02:46.61] [02:54.28]When it gets light [02:55.24] [02:58.24]Some of them always stay [02:59.62] [03:02.45]She's dressed in white [03:03.48] [03:04.65]Till the smoke turns her grey [03:06.97] [03:12.72]Falling stumbling feeling its way [03:15.28] [03:20.06]Morning's nighttime moves into day [03:21.75] [03:26.75]Can't find warmth to keep it away [03:29.16] [03:34.35]Used to be alone on the waves of cloud [03:38.16] [03:42.55]Now the flotsam dawn brings in the crowd [03:47.31] [03:52.09]And the angel who sits in her car [03:54.51] [03:55.97]Full of desire [03:56.75] [04:01.36]But the hoses who came from the town [04:03.44] [04:05.05]Put out her fire [04:07.31] [04:10.36]Oh the seas have run dry [04:15.96] [04:25.21]And the sun's one good eye is too blind [04:27.71] [04:31.72]From the good times we had burning bright [04:35.96] [04:38.80]Such a morning's day [04:39.99] [04:42.94]She's dressed in white [04:44.01] [04:45.27]Till the smoke turns her grey