Track 6 of the album Wildflower Wednesdays · 2020
Walk Like You Own the Morning
“Hair wet, toast in hand, sun on the pavement. A brisk walking tune for the morning.”
xinyao · morning groove · bright folk · 2:42
Lyrics
Hair still wet and a toast crust in my hand Sunshine on the pavement like it's got a plan Bus stop neighbours nod and I nod back Even the pigeons are walking with a swagger and a knack Walk like you own the morning Head up, shoulders loose Nobody's handing out a warning You've got nothing left to prove Whistle something easy Let the street keep time Walk like you own the morning And the morning will be mine Last week I carried every worry in my coat This week I left them hanging by the door, I wrote A little list that said be kind, be bold Eat a proper breakfast, and don't do what you're told Walk like you own the morning Head up, shoulders loose Nobody's handing out a warning You've got nothing left to prove Whistle something easy Let the street keep time Walk like you own the morning And the morning will be mine Maybe you'll stumble, maybe you'll sing off key Maybe the day will be nothing you planned it to be But the first step's made, and the sun is out And that's what the morning's all about Walk like you own the morning Head up, shoulders loose Nobody's handing out a warning You've got nothing left to prove Whistle something easy Let the street keep time Walk like you own the morning And the morning will be mine Walk like you own the morning And the morning will be mine