Quiet Sunrise

{clean gentle acoustic guitar fingerpicking with warm open room tone}

Coffee cup and window pane,

Watching shadows catch the rain,

Everything is quiet now,

We are figuring it out.

Just a breath inside the room,

Chasing off the morning gloom,

Tracing lines on paper tags,

Leaving all the heavy bags.

And the city breathes a sigh of gray,

Washing all the noise away,

In the quiet where the shadows fall,

We don't need to answer anyone at all.

Paper notes and faded ink,

More than what the world would think,

Moving at an easy pace,

Finding our own resting place.

Just a breath inside the room,

Chasing off the morning gloom,

Tracing lines on paper tags,

Leaving all the heavy bags.

And the city breathes a sigh of gray,

Washing all the noise away,

In the quiet where the shadows fall,

We don't need to answer anyone at all.

(Acoustic guitar drops to soft,

warm single strums with a subtle string pad underneath) Let the static

turn to dust, In the quiet we can trust,

Breathe it in and let it go,

Moving with the undertow.

{clean expressive acoustic

fingerpicking solo} And the city breathes a sigh of gray,

Washing all the noise away,

In the quiet where the shadows fall,

We don't need to answer anyone at all.

(Fading acoustic strums, gentle room ambiance) Just a whisper...

Everything is fine. (Final clean chord fading into silence)