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Glance

Cozy Home Music

The afternoon just tapped my shoulder

Soft across the desk

The papers stand in patient stacks

The list is halfway done

My pen was racing line to line

Then in walked the sun

A stripe of gold across the page

Was kindly in my way

I lift my eyes up from the work

And summer's standing there

The window's been this bright all day

I just forgot to stare

The ink can dry, the list can sit

The clock is on my side

For one small glance became a pause

And the pause is opening wide

I lift my eyes up from the work

And summer's standing there

The window's been this bright all day

I just forgot to stare

Mmm... mmm... mmm

I lift my eyes up from the work

And summer's standing there

The window's been this bright all day

I just forgot to stare

The afternoon just tapped my shoulder

I think I'll turn around

  • Lyricist

    Cozy Home Music

  • Composer

    Cozy Home Music

  • Producer

    Cozy Home Music

  • Guitar

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  • Drums

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  • Vocals

    Cozy Home Music

  • Piano

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A vintage-warm acoustic album for stepping away from the desk - mellow fingerpicked guitar, soft piano, tender young vocals, a whisper of vinyl crackle, and five bright sunny-pop tunes woven in, following one refreshing hour of a well-earned break in seventeen songs.

The story begins as summer light interrupts her work in "Glance." She sets down her pen in "Comma," stands up for a big stretch in "Stretch," swings the window wide open in "Latch," and lets the fan stir a breeze in "Fan." She pours a cold drink in "Pitcher," carries a tray to the window in "Tray," and settles into the billowing curtains in "Billow." She trades whistles with a garden bird in "Whistle," watches the trees sway in "Sway," and bites into a chilled peach in "Peach." The heart of the hour arrives as she closes her eyes and breathes in "Exhale." A tiny waltz drifts from the radio in "Radio," her fingers snap along in "Snap," she doodles on the corner of a memo in "Doodle," walks barefoot through a pool of sunlight in "Barefoot," and the hour closes golden and unhurried in "Later" - the work can wait.

Each track carries just a drop of quiet grace, making this the perfect soundtrack for coffee breaks, slow afternoons, and gentle moments away from the desk.

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