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Then came the morning
It was bright like a light
That you kept from your smile
Then came the morning
Like a flood from the storm
That you kept from my heart
Take the dog with you when you leave
Wash my hands of all this broken heave
Never forget what you thought you’d never be
If you ever let me
Break the spell and try and
Leave it when we couldn’t find it
Then came the morning
It was bright like a light
That you kept from your smile
Then came the morning

Like a flood from the storm
That you kept from my heart
Take my words
Breathe them out like smoke
Burn every single letter that I wrote
Let the pages turn to ash
I don’t want them back
Everything you always said to me
Starts to sound like broken glass on streets
Spread it out all over places where I sleep
Now you finally left me
Done with all your lying
Joy comes in the morning
You won’t see me crying
Then came the morning
It was bright like a light
That you kept from your smile
Then came the morning
Like a flood from the storm
That you kept from my heart
Then came the morning
It was lost when you left
When you took what I felt
Then came the morning
Then came the morning
Then came the morning
Then came the morning
Then the storm breaks the cold
Not towards the line I thought you stole
Start to feel what I felt way before
You broke down my front door
Popped my heart up off the wooden floor
Now I don’t need your smile anymore
Then came the morning
It was bright like a light
That you kept from your smile
Then came the morning
Like a flood from the storm
That you kept from my heart
Then came the morning
Then came the morning
Then came the morning
Then came the morning
Then came the morning
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The Lone Bellow - A biography Zach Williams, the Lone Bellow’s lead singer and principal songwriter, can pinpoint just about exactly when the Brooklyn-based group serendipitously willed itself into being. It was around 9 a.m. one morning in 2010, at Dizzy’s Diner in Park Slope, Brooklyn, where the Lone Bellows guitarist and Williams’ old friend Brian Elmquist was working a shift. Williams, up to then performing as a solo artist, needed a place to try out some new songs; for a scuffling artist, the diner was as good as any rehearsal space.

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