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Lyric

Peach

Cozy Home Music

A peach was in the icebox

Dreaming it was snow

It fits my palm like it was grown

To measure, weighed and planned

The fuzz is cool, the blush is deep

Best supper in my hand

One bite, and August answers

Every question that I had

Taste and see that He is good

The sweetness has a name

Even juice along your wrist

Can feel like gentle rain

I lean out past the windowsill

The drips can water flowers

A peach eaten in sunlight

Is worth its weight in hours

Taste and see that He is good

The sweetness has a name

Even juice along your wrist

Can feel like gentle rain

Mmm... mmm... mmm

Taste and see that He is good

The sweetness has a name

Even juice along your wrist

Can feel like gentle rain

The peach is gone, the stone remains

I'll plant it, wait and see

  • Lyricist

    Cozy Home Music

  • Composer

    Cozy Home Music

  • Producer

    Cozy Home Music

  • Guitar

    Cozy Home Music

  • Drums

    Cozy Home Music

  • Vocals

    Cozy Home Music

  • Piano

    Cozy Home Music

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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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