[Intro]
Soft hush, day’s first breath on the skin of the town
Dreams murmur in streetlight halos, fading down
The giant dreams in alleys wide and slow
Lace of dawn on roofs begins to glow
[Verse 1]
In the hush, the city sighs like sleep-impaired
A giant with eyelids heavy, waking aware
A tremor in the air as a window yawns wide
Crickets fade to the whisper of morning tide
[Pre-Chorus]
Shadowed corners warm to a patient sun
Clock hands gentle, counting favors of one by one
[Chorus]
Oh, wake, giant, wake to the silver vine of light
Tiny bells of color wake the street from night
The breath of buses, soft as birds in flight
We stand in awe of the world’s first light
[Verse 2]
Pavement glints like scales of a sleeping giant’s spine
A gull tilts the air, sketching lines of brightened time
A kettle’s sigh from a kitchen, steam in a dome
Chips of dawn fall like soft snow from chrome
[Pre-Chorus]
Windows open, noses catch a brighter thread
A soft chorus rises from the waking heads
[Chorus]
Oh, wake, giant, wake to the silver vine of light
Tiny bells of color wake the street from night
The breath of buses, soft as birds in flight
We stand in awe of the world’s first light
[Bridge]
It’s gravity lifting, but gentler than a sigh
Details become mountains in a waking sky
A streetlamp blinks awake to catch the glow
And every small sound learns how to grow
[Chorus]
Oh, wake, giant, wake to the silver vine of light
Tiny bells of color wake the street from night
The breath of buses, soft as birds in flight
We stand in awe of the world’s first light
[Outro]
The city hums, a cradle for the day’s first tune
We listen as the dawn writes with a patient rune
The giant stirs, and in that moment I see
Every waking whisper shaping destiny