Another Morning (The Moody Blues Song)

Another Morning (The Moody Blues Song)

"Another Morning" is a 1967 song by the symphonic rock band The Moody Blues. It was written by the band's flautist Ray Thomas, and was first released on the 1967 album Days of Future Passed. The album was a concept album chronicling a typical day, with "Another Morning" featured on the third track, which was titled "The Morning." It is one of two songs written by Ray Thomas for Days of Future Passed, with the other being "Twilight Time." The song (originally titled "In A Child's World") depicts a group of children playing outdoors (flying kites, fishing, playing dueling-cowboys, making a pretend castle out of an orange crate, etc.) on a pleasant, sunny morning, while the chorus and bridge suggest wistful nostalgia from the presumably adult narrator:

"Time seems to stand quite still/In a child's world, it always will...Yesterday's dreams are tomorrow's sighs/Watch children play, they seem so wise."

"Another Morning" was one of Ray Thomas's first compositions for the Moody Blues. It was also the second Moody Blues recording to feature him on lead vocals, the first song being their cover of "It Ain't Necessarily So", from The Magnificent Moodies. Thomas would later go on to write some highly successful songs for the Moody Blues, such as "Legend of a Mind" (from In Search of the Lost Chord), "For My Lady" (from Seventh Sojourn), and "Veteran Cosmic Rocker" (from Long Distance Voyager).

"Another Morning" was later released in 1968 on the B-side of the single "Tuesday Afternoon".

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