My body clock is ticking,
Its past six in the morning.
I haven't slept much last evening,
Cause it's you i have been thinking.
Now the cLock turns to seven,
But my head is locked up in heaven.
I don't want bad things to happen.
I need good vibes not to be dampened.
When the clock's hand move to eight,
I'll try to stand and ve awake.
For today is a wonderful day,
And bad vibes must be driven away.
April25
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