Lyrics
It's five thirty a.m
It is 5:30 a.m.
Laying here thinking again
Reflecting on thoughts while lying in bed.
The sun is so beautiful
The sun is visually appealing.
Smiling pink in the sky
The sun appears with a pleasant pink hue.
I'm wondering why
Questioning the rarity of this beautiful sight.
This doesn't happen all the time
Expressing the infrequency of such moments.
But then maybe if it did
Contemplating if this beauty would lose its impact if it occurred more often.
It wouldn't be so blinding
Suggesting that constant exposure might diminish its splendor.
A deep light rose
Describing a profound and radiant light.
But I know what I mean
Claiming understanding of the experience.
It's something to be seen
Highlighting the exceptional nature of the phenomenon.
Do you know what I mean
Prompting a question about comprehension.
It's something to be seen
Reiterating the uniqueness of the experience.
Have you seen it?
Asking if the listener has witnessed it.
It's five thirty a.m
Repeating the early morning time.
Laying here thinking again
Revisiting thoughts while lying awake.
That deep light rose
Recalling the deep and radiant light.
Pushing pink through my window
Describing the light filtering through the window with a pinkish tint.
Rosy and light, but daytime's
Characterizing the time as dawn but not fully daylight.
Not quite here
Expressing a desire for rest despite the approaching day.
I hope I can sleep
Hoping for peaceful sleep.
I should knowing I can keep
Acknowledging the ability to retain the memory of the sun.
This sun in my mind
Ensuring that the intense light won't cause blindness.
I'll never go blind
Asserting that the memory will safeguard against blindness.
With this memory
Emphasizing the lasting impact of the memory.
Of something to see
Concluding with the enduring significance of the experience.
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