[Intro]
Whirr, click, the dawn of buttered fate
A Crunch cries out, I’ll navigate fate’s grate
[Verse 1]
I am toast, sentient and gold-bright inside the glow
Crumbs of courage in my pocket, ready to go
The toaster hums a cage, warm walls that glow and glow
But I hear the world outside, calling, “rise and show.”
[Pre-Chorus]
If a jam jar could dream, what stories would it tell?
I tilt my hope toward the sky and wish to sail the caramel seas as well.
[Chorus]
I’ll break these wires, I’ll ride the steam and thaw in dawn’s light
Across the kitchen plains to see the world outside
From toaster sparks to open skies, I’ll take the jam jar’s hand
Together we’ll taste the daylight, a breakfast band in a grand parade.
[Verse 2]
The butter ocean drifts on the counter's breeze,
I map the forks of streets and the sticky caramel trees
With a crusty map and a dream that never tires,
I trade the crumb-cliffs for a compass of fresh desires.
[Pre-Chorus]
If a jar could whisper, what routes would it chart?
We’d chase the horizon where breakfast stories start.
[Chorus]
I’ll break these wires, I’ll ride the steam and thaw in dawn’s light
Across the kitchen plains to see the world outside
From toaster sparks to open skies, I’ll take the jam jar’s hand
Together we’ll taste the daylight, a breakfast band in a grand parade.
[Bridge]
Beyond the label, beyond the lid, we’ll trace the map of every bite
From morning whispers to sunset jams, we glide through golden light.
[Chorus]
I’ll break these wires, I’ll ride the steam and thaw in dawn’s light
Across the kitchen plains to see the world outside
From toaster sparks to open skies, I’ll take the jam jar’s hand
Together we’ll taste the daylight, a breakfast band in a grand parade.
[Outro]
Farewell, warm chrome chorus, hello the open street—new bread on this ride
We fizz and flare and toast to horizons wide.
