Lyric

Morning coats the cobbles in thin gold

Cafe steam and paper cups unfold

Leaves like commas tumble at my feet

White collars catch the light of passing heat

Steps align, a soft four beat

Wind folds a ribbon down the street

Golden corners call from shaded frames

Daylight spills across the avenue in flame

We move in amber windows, slow and bright

Autumn breath, a softened morning light

Ahh ahh ahh…

Pavement hums with lacquered gold

Oooo ooo oooo…

Stories bloom where footsteps told

Window frames become small theatre doors

Pastry glints and vintage shopfronts pour

Ochre, cinnamon, a touch of white

A ribbon day stitched with thin bright light

Heartbeat lifts, the synths sweep near

Accordion sigh, a distant cafe cheer

Golden corners call from shaded frames

Daylight spills across the avenue in flame

We move in amber windows, slow and bright

Autumn breath, a softened morning light

Ahh ahh ahh…

Gold leaf echoes, warm and near

Oooo ooo oooo…

City murmurs fold into the clear

Not a memory, just a passing tune

Hands in pockets hum a lazy rune

Streetlight glints, a small parade

We find the day and let it stay

Keep this morning on repeat

Where quiet and sunlight meet