Daybreak
by Bert Jansch
From the album: A Rare Conundrum
Track 1 of 14 on A Rare Conundrum (1977).
Duration: 2:48
Lyrics for Daybreak
It's daybreak, the all-night has faded to a close The last of the folkies rises and goes As the shock of the morning sun blinds your eyes It's Sunday morn There's a tomcat alone and padding through the streets And the vagrant in the doorway's wrapped in a dirty sheet Such an air of unreality you can only feel On a Sunday morn Playland with no one to spin the merry-go-round Where the horses stand silent waiting to be found A dreamland, a mirror so clear in broad daylight It's Sunday morn