Let me link to the last song on the album.
If you listen to the whole album attentively, you see how he gets to this point. If you just trust me, these are true words.
It is waking from a dream in the morning light. The memory of the dream leaves you, and the morning has a godlike power.
The beauty is in the true art object, an accurate music art depiction of a relevant aspect of reality. Only it is better than that, I can’t describe it. The morning in fact has this effect, you can access it once per day, but I have never seen it called out so until Beck put out this album. Brilliant!