When my mornin' comes around, no one else will be there,
So I won't have to worry about what I'm supposed to say,
And I alone will know that I climbed that great big mountain,
And that's all that will matter when my mornin' comes around.
When my mornin' comes around, I will look back on this valley...
At these sidewalks and alleys where I lingered for so long;
And this place where I now live will burn to ash and cinder,
Like some ghost I won't remember,
When my mornin' comes around.
When my mornin' comes around, from a new cup I'll be drinking,
And for once I won't be thinking that there's something wrong with me;
And I'll wake up and find that my faults have been forgiven,
And that's when I'll start living
When my mornin' comes around.
-Iris Dement
My friend Suzanne hates Iris Dement. The video embedded below is probably a good example of why. If your ears aren't tuned right then this video will sound just plain hideous. Honestly, it is a pretty bad version of this song. But, today I realized that this song wasn't necessarily about death. Your morning can actually come around before you die.
Anyway, Iris deserves better than this YouTube abortion, so here's the really good stuff.
Suz will still say it is garbage. But she's wrong. Someday I hope to convince Suzanne that Iris is pure genius. That's when her morning will come around.


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