Lyric

Indigo sky, watching the city lights die

Flying so high, under the morning’s soft eye

Don’t ask me why, just let the melodies sigh

As I pass by, waving the shadows goodbye

The record spins slow, in a rhythmic glow

Flowing like water, in a steady-state show

Mist on the glass, watching the early cars pass

Green in the grass, hidden in steel and in brass

Finding the class, in every grain of the mass

Free from the gas, breathing the light in at last

The rhythm is deep, waking the world from its sleep

A promise of gold, that the morning will keep

Oh, let the rhyme carry me through

Under the curtain of shimmering blue

With every beat, the soul is brand new

Woven in light, and the morning dew

It’s an urban bloom, in a quiet room

The Jazz is the spark, chasing the gloom

Silence is loud, over the sleeping crowd

Walking so proud, under a cotton-soft cloud

Vibe is endowed, in a lyrical shroud

Singing out loud, though my head is still bowed

The coffee is steam, like a fragment of dream

Following the flow, of the sunlight stream

Step to the beat, feel the urban heat

Melody’s bitter, but the rhythm is sweet

Higher and higher, the morning empire

Sunrise flow is the only desire!

Oh, let the rhyme carry me through

Under the curtain of shimmering blue

With every beat, the soul is brand new

Woven in light, and the morning dew

It’s an urban bloom, in a quiet room

The Jazz is the spark, chasing the gloom

Fading in light, leaving the velvet of night

Everything’s clear, and everything’s bright

Just the rhyme and the rays

Loving these golden days