Early Morning (Harvest Barclay James)

Early morning, It's cold and the sun is white For i was born in The darkness before the light Of a new day A new way of living Of giving delight And if you pay Then you may be slipping Back into the night Then all knowing With words and with pen i write Of the growing Of things that are in my sight Early evening It's cold and the moon is bright And i believe in The darkness before the light Of a new day