To the Morning

What are the chances of
three libras,
three brothers,
in three corners
Oh take them back
To the morning
Oh take them back
Where they may shine

And each drop of rain
Goes by a name
And I knew them all
They are not to blame
Oh take me back
To the morning
Oh take me back
Where I may shine

And if you need it
Put away your hand
And speak the words
You will understand
Then you'll return
To the morning
Then you'll return
Where you'll be shining