Slow Sunday Cup

[Intro] Steam softens the morning light A clockless gentle hour, taking flight [Verse 1] I wake to the hiss of a kettle, patient and near The room holds its breath, intention clear A chorus of aroma blooms in air so mild In the still, I find my inner child [Pre-Chorus] Tiny rituals line the day, one careful cue Like a quiet prayer whispered true [Chorus] The coffee pours, a slow, warm decree A velvet rain on the tongue, serenity Sip by sip, the world goes soft and small In this cup, I hear my own calm call [Verse 2] Beans sing notes of dusk and sunlit noon Steam curls a map of a quiet, cocooned room I cradle the mug, count the breaths I own Sanctuary built from steam and stone [Pre-Chorus] Lid of doubt lifts with each steady pour I lean into the hush I adore [Chorus] The coffee pours, a slow, warm decree A velvet rain on the tongue, serenity Sip by sip, the world goes soft and small In this cup, I hear my own calm call [Bridge] Outside, the street may wake and sigh But here the minutes linger, drift, then lie [Chorus] The coffee pours, a slow, warm decree A velvet rain on the tongue, serenity Sip by sip, the world goes soft and small In this cup, I hear my own calm call [Outro] Slow Sunday hums, a peaceful annal All is well within this ritual small