Bright · Original lyrics · Fictional voice · Lyrics only
Write the morning down in pencil,
Leave the corners soft and wide.
Let the first idea be simple;
Let another stand beside.
There is room to move a doorway,
There is room to shift a line.
We can find a different small way
Without calling it a sign.
By the time the light is changing,
Some old marks will still remain.
They can show us the arranging,
They need not become a chain.
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