[Intro: Akua Naru and Drea D'Nur]
Mo(u)rning
(Weepin', baby) Mo(u)rning, yeah
(Weepin') Mo(u)rning, uh-huh
(Weepin', baby) Mo(u)rning
(Weepin', baby)

[Verse 1: Akua Naru]
Yo, woke up this mornin', rested deep from a fire sleep
No water caught my flame, my thought form be pure heat
Watch your head, your step, your Sunday best
Your auric depth, known to suck sound from your place of rest

[Bridge: Drea D'Nur and Akua Naru]
(Ooh) I suck sound from your place of rest
(Ooh) Said, I suck sound from your place of rest
(Ooh) I suck sound from your place of rest

[Verse 2: Akua Naru]
Yo, hip-hop Toni Morrison, confused historian
Should I rhyme or sing a Song of Solomon? Beloved
For the rhyme-lovers, lost femcees never discovered
For my little brother's struggle, work nine-to-five, a hustle
'Nother corporation, the land suffers of cries for justice
I guess, questions keep comin', rhyme for justice or nothin'
I chose the former, though the latter could keep me warmer, fatter
Towards [?] bliss from ignorance
Mini-skirts and Hummers, rappin' 'bout names and numbers
Caught up in the slum as if the work is done, but it's not
My people still suffer, you wonder why I can't sleep at night
I guess it's just the plight, the plight of the weary eye
Carry the world with me, too much to bear
Don't look over here, my pain raw, could cause stares
Draw tears, strum your chords here
Lani sung the song of black women's lamentin'
Yeah, and let the world hear, let 'em
[Chorus: Drea D'Nur and Akua Naru]
Weeping may endure for a night (Uh, let' em hear, let 'em, yeah)
But joy, joy comes in the morning (Uh, nod your head to me)
Weeping may endure for a night (Ay, oh yes)
Oh, but joy, joy comes in the morning (Look at my hands, y'all)

[Verse 3: Akua Naru]
I write with my grandmother's hands
The same veins that shuck sugar cane
Pulled us up from the pain
Parted afros and curled bangs
Been off the hook since escape was off the chain
You dare touch the name?

[Bridge: Drea D'Nur and Akua Naru]
(Ooh) Uh, you dare touch the name, y'all?
(Ooh) Hey, who touch the name, y'all?
(Ooh) Oh dear, test, oh dear, testin' me

[Verse 4: Akua Naru]
Dig, my mother's strength, search for her garden
Intense, beg no pardon
I'm just a woman, wholehearted
Make you frown as if my flow farted, inhale
The show start, I leave the crowd postpartum
Who you know go hard on my plot?
A soul saga, Edgar Allen Poe drama, study Naru
Pre- and post-Garner like Joe Carter
My blues cruise the throat chakra
Plus the verse bring dope karma
It make you wonder, uh
In this modern day jungle, will I be taken under?
Undressed and naked, covered
Taken from the day before old age
Warm summers 'nother phone rings, I'm comin'
This morning, talk my favorite cousin, balm wounds with lovin'
Whisper the soft somethin', comma, sore eyes, anger bubblin', abuse
Body illusion, too much frontin', I could relate
A little somethin' says she gave all, got nothin'
I can see she can't see herself but lookin' for a husband
I wrestle through her heart's bruises
Like the pain, I watch a modern day Whitney Houston uncover what truth is
A ruthless journey of inner movement
My [?] whisper, hopefully soothin'
As we grooved in the moment
My words a slow dance as our souls hold hands
Had tell her self-love is the very first romance
[Bridge: Drea D'Nur and Akua Naru]
(Ooh) Self-love is the very first romance
(Ooh) Self-love is the very first romance
(Ooh) Self-love is the very first romance
Self-love is the very first, for my cousin

[Chorus: Drea D'Nur and Akua Naru]
Weepin' may endure for a night, yeah
But joy comes in the morning, yeah
Weepin' may endure for a night
But joy (Nod your head to me, oh yes)

[Outro: Drea D'Nur and Akua Naru]
I said weepin' may endure for a night, yeah, yeah (Oh)
But joy comes in the morning, yeah (Uh-huh, let the world hear them)
The morning, weepin' may, yeah
Weepin' may endure for a night, hey
But joy, joy comes in the morning, yeah
Ooh yeah, said joy, joy, joy, joy, joy
It comes in the morning time, hey
It comes in the morning
The morning
The morning (Yeah)
Just one thing to remember, y'all
(Ooh) Self-love is the very first romance
(Ooh) Self-love is the very first romance
(Ooh) Self-love is the very first romance
(Ooh) Self-love is the very first, just one thing
(Ooh) Self-love is the very first romance
(Ooh) Self-love is the very first romance
(Ooh) Self-love is the very first romance
(Ooh) Self-love is the very first