Morning Sun

Whenever I see the sunrise I think to myself “Good Morning Sun,” which then reminds me of a Ben Folds song, Still Fighting It, written for his son. It starts out like this, “good morning son, I am a bird, wearing a brown polyester shirt.” Good song. Good morning.

“Everybody knows
It hurts to grow up
And everybody does
It’s so weird to be back here
Let me tell you what
The years go on and
We’re still fighting it
We’re still fighting it

And you’re so much like me,
I’m sorry.”

-Ben Folds Still Fighting It