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The station changed its mind —

Well, so can I

The band kicked up, the trumpet grinned

The dial got something right

My shoulders started first, and then

My fingers caught the light

Snap — goes the left hand

Snap — the right agrees

There's a time to dance, the Book says so

And I believe it's now

Just me, the fan, the radio

Taking one small bow

I'm not a dancer, says my head

My feet say "watch us though"

Two bars of borrowed swing is all

A kitchen needs to glow

There's a time to dance, the Book says so

And I believe it's now

Just me, the fan, the radio

Taking one small bow

Mmm... mmm... mmm

There's a time to dance, the Book says so

And I believe it's now

Just me, the fan, the radio

Taking one small bow

The song wound down, I curtsied low

The kettle raised its hat

  • 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

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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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