Maple In the Morning
Music: Lyndon Heart
Lyrics: Salome Strangelove

You’re gonna think we’ve been here before
But we haven’t.
You’re gonna think it’s all been done before
But it hasn’t.

From the first step that you take
The first sound that you make
It’s a brand new book; it’s a blank page
It’s an open stage for you; all for you.

So give us cookie jars and wishing stars
Crayola Mona Lisa’s on the kitchen floor
Give us Lego bricks and pick up sticks
Treasure trinkets taken from your sister’s drawer

Give us sleepless nights and pillow fights
Sneak attack surprises without warning
Give us puppet shows and dress up clothes
Wild rumpus midnights, oh, and Maple in the morning.

You’re gonna think we’ve been tired out
But we haven’t
You’re gonna think that it’s all played out
But it hasn’t.

From the first step that you take
The first sound that you make
It’s a brand new book; it’s a blank page
It’s an open stage for you; all for you.

So bring us me-oh-mys and rainbow eyes
Colored chalk drawings in the front hall
Give us slinky springs, cat-cradle strings
Mysterious adventures led by Roald Dahl

Give us pouting lips and hissy fits
Temper tantrum scenes and all their scorning
Give us stray pups, gigglin’ hiccups
Wild rumpus midnights, oh, and Maple in the morning.

You’re gonna think a lot
And that’s all we want
That’s all we want

From the first step that you take
The first sound that you make
It’s a brand new book; it’s a blank page
It’s an open stage for you; all for you.

For every waking minute, oh, of Maple in the morning