Leo Kottke, Jack Gets Up

This picture reminds me of most of my mornings. I wake fragments of a man and then slowly become something resembling one. The work is intended for a far deeper meaning but that is all I will allow for myself. It also reminds me of one of my favorite artists Leo Kottke, not one of my favorite of his songs but it comes to mind.
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Jack Gets Up

Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed And you crawl out of bed and you crawl out of bed Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed And you look at the moon where the window is And the stars shine, and the stars shine, and the stars shine Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed And way down below in the sun belt And the telephones, and the telephone, and the telephones And you look out the moon where the window is Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed And some of us breathe in the brown ground Where the worms clown, where the worms clown, where the worms clown Way down below in the sun belt Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed And every night when you lay down You fall flat, you fall flat, you fall flat Some of us breathe in the brown ground Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed So we're asleep in the same dream In the snort fort, the snort fort, the snort fort And every night when you lay down Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed Santa Claus modified snow peas On the sun roofs, on the sun roofs, on the sun roofs So we're asleep in the same dream Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed If you look in the mirror it's your father's face And the thin grin, the thin grin, the thin grin It's Santa Claus pulling up snow peas Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed And there's tears in the bank and the credit card In the back yard, in the back yard, in the back yard If you look in the mirror it's your father's face Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed And once in a while when the wind blows And the heart winds, and the heart winds, and the heart winds There's tears in the bank and a credit card Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed But there's lint in the pocket and a breath mint Or a car key, or a car key, or a car key Once in a while when the wind blows Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed And your kid has a face like a walnut From the ice cream, from the ice cream, from the ice cream But there's lint in the pocket and a breath mint Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed