Cold Lonesome Morning

I’m going to lay there and I’m going to die
You will soon give me pain enough to fill me
Because I’m gone past doing any good to cry
And the warm sunshine is like a stranger
There’s a cruel violation with the dawn
Lord, my pain can’t stand illumination
Before a wild bird sings I’m going to fly
While it’s still dark and I’m still reaching for you
I’ll wake up and I can’t cry
But I know my heart can’t stand another tremor
Now it’s holding together I don’t know
But just before the dawning’s first glimmer