In the morning i've got a broken compass I'm a zombie feeding on all things lifeless In the morning, i'm like a walkin coffin All the things i hold on to end up dyin In the morning I am dirty and bruised In the gutter, Nothing left to prove Rain is washing away residue I'm immersed in an ocean anew In the morning, i think i lost my knowledge Played the game right, forgot to save my progress In the morning, i try to live with purpose Even when things often times feel so pointless In the morning I am dirty and bruised In the gutter, Nothing left to prove Rain is washing away residue I'm immersed in an ocean anew I grow away from the roots in time I'm known to follow the road that winds Although i'm like a plane with no pilot There is sure to be light shinin Though the darkness over the horizon In the morning