Track 1 of the EP The Morning Came · 2023
The Night Went Wrong but the Morning Came
“Lost keys, last train gone, rain on our heads. The morning came anyway, and so did the chorus.”
indie folk · hopeful indie folk · anthemic folk · 2:56
Lyrics
Lost the keys and missed the last train Rain came down like it meant it too Phone at two percent and fading Not a single thing to do Sat down on a low stone wall Laughed until it hurt a bit Of all the nights that could go wrong We found the worst of it But the night went wrong and the morning came Birds don't care who is to blame Pale gold light on a wet grey street Two tired friends with sore wet feet The night went wrong and the morning came And we're still here, we're still the same Laughing at the things we lost Counting up the little cost A baker lit his window up Four a.m., the first warm loaf He passed us two with a nod and a smile No charge, he said, you look half froze We ate them on the pavement edge Steam rising in the cold Best breakfast of our lives, I swear Better than all the gold But the night went wrong and the morning came Birds don't care who is to blame Pale gold light on a wet grey street Two tired friends with sore wet feet The night went wrong and the morning came And we're still here, we're still the same Laughing at the things we lost Counting up the little cost Some nights are meant to fall apart So we can learn to stay Some friends are made in puddles On the long way home that day And when you tell the story Years from now, you'll say It was the best worst night of all And the sun came up okay But the night went wrong and the morning came Birds don't care who is to blame Pale gold light on a wet grey street Two tired friends with sore wet feet The night went wrong and the morning came And we're still here, we're still the same Laughing at the things we lost Counting up the little cost The morning came, the morning came And we're still here, we're still the same