歌詞

Coffee steam on the windowsill

Bare feet on a dusty floor

Quiet hum of the radiator

Keys sleeping in the bowl by the door

City waking slowly

Like flowers under gentle light

Little petals of routine

Unfolding into sight

City waking slowly

Breath of buses

Birds in flight

Every cracked gray corner

Softly turning bright

Dog tags shake in the hallway

Old man sweeps his tiny store

Bicycle yawns from a railing

Bread smell slipping under the door

City waking slowly

Like flowers under gentle light

Little petals of routine

Unfolding into sight

City waking slowly

Breath of buses

Birds in flight

Every cracked gray corner

Softly turning bright