Blackbird

Annoyingly, as beautiful as the Blackbird sings She sings at the wrong time of the night It's early am, like 4 or 5 The Sun's up now and it's gone bright. How am I supposed to sleep as the Blackbird wakes? Yes, it's nice of her to serenade me But I want to close my eyes and dream Deep, dark to set my brain free. Every morning she proudly sings Her voice a delight to be heard But outside my window at 4.30am And non stop! It's bloody absurd! Then comes daylight and Magpies! Out hustling as they usually do The early bird gets the worm? Well now I know that that sayings true. The crack in the curtains is just enough To allow the Sun to illuminate my room Moving around as the Sun rises higher Making the flowers in my garden bloom. My eyes are crippled by this daylight They are heavy and just want to sleep The Blackbird singing is nice but annoying Now my alarm is starting to bleep! Might as well get up and face the day Might as well go have a shower Little Miss Blackbird is well on her way But me? I've got very little power...