Morning Filters In Songtext
von Amberhill

Laze around in Sunday blues,
Youth is all there is to lose.

Gazing at the ocean sky,
Breathe out, breathe in,
Breathe out I′m somewhere else

I'm back home in a tiny room,
Street lights bright window panes.
Try my best to fall asleep,
Try my best to fall asleep.

When morning filters in,
With warmth and all her tones.
All that′s left of me,
Is not what I desire.
Waking up to.


Cycle through the day,
Dream in fluorescent lights again
Awake and self aware.
Feed the slow decay,
Sit around and wish I was
Outside these four walls.

When morning filters in,
With warmth and all her tones.
All that's left of me,
Is not what I desire.

Gazing at the ocean sky,
Breathe out, breathe in,
Breathe out I'm somewhere else

I′m back home in a tiny room,
Street lights bright window panes.
Try my best to fall asleep,
Try my best to fall asleep.