DAWN DAZZLE
When the summer's at its hottest,
When the sun's a cruel beast,
Then we favour early morning,
And the pageant from the east.
Get up early, get the gear on,
Venture out before it's light.
Feel the gentle breeze that's blowing,
Share the remnants of the night.
See the lovely silver pathway
As the sun begins to rise!
Such deceptive gentle glowing!
Such a devil in disguise!
All too soon we feel the burning,
All too soon the sun turns gold.
Home to breakfast and a shower.
The shiny tale of morning's told.
