SSG2-Week 13- Olav

I have tried to shorten this one up
I still think it may be a little long, but it has a quick tempo.
Kind of like Chris Rice style
Comments welcome.
Blessings. Olav

V1
Crack of dawn, the buzzer is screaming.
Rubbing crusty eyes, first rays are beaming
Fumble to the kitchen
where I grind a handful beans
The percolator makes its clicking cries
Black bean juice slowly rise
Frosted flakes emerge
and take a dive into the milk

V2
The caffeine my brain engage
Turn my attention to Abby's page
Preparing for another day
with Dear Abby by my side
But the preachers ad on Dear Abby's page
caught my eyes and I try to gauge
the reality of what it says
Have I been missing the point all this time?

Chorus
5am and I'll take a chance.
What if it is true, I have no excuse
If He is who He says He is
what do I have to loose?
The stars have never served me well.
Hotlines are never able to tell
5am and I'll take a chance
5am and I'll make a change

V3
I've never been the trusting kind
Evidence is hard to find
in letters written long ago
by some men I never knew.
Making water into wine
5000 with two fish to dine
and walking on water is a little out of place
I guess you'll show me when I see you face to face

Chorus