[Intro]
Soft light spills over the skyline, slow and kind
I hover above the waking streets, a hush in my mind
[Verse 1]
From this quiet balcony, I trace the first pale gold
Windows blink awake like sleepy eyes, stories untold
A distant train hums a morning lullaby, silver and pale
The city exhales a gentle breath, waking from its veil
[Pre-Chorus]
Shadows recede to gentle lanes of ember and ash
I mark each tiny signal, a spark in the morning ash
[Chorus]
I watch the world rise softly, in colors slow and true
A daily rebirth in every rung of light I view
The streets stretch like ribbons, the air keeps a steady tune
In this quiet joy, I find the day’s small, patient bloom
[Verse 2]
Smoke-blue rooftops and steam-steeped avenues align
A window glows with coffee steam, a warm, domestic sign
The train becomes a silver thread, threading through the dawn
I chart the pulse of morning until the light is drawn
[Pre-Chorus]
Notes of gravity loosen as the city learns to shine
I breathe in the small miracles of the rising skyline
[Chorus]
I watch the world rise softly, in colors slow and true
A daily rebirth in every rung of light I view
The streets stretch like ribbons, the air keeps a steady tune
In this quiet joy, I find the day’s small, patient bloom
[Bridge]
Above it all, I carry quiet prayers for ordinary grace
Every window a story waking, every corner finds its place
[Chorus]
I watch the world rise softly, in colors slow and true
A daily rebirth in every rung of light I view
The streets stretch like ribbons, the air keeps a steady tune
In this quiet joy, I find the day’s small, patient bloom
[Outro]
Dawn lingers, then wanders toward the glow of noon
I close my eyes to savor stillness, listening to the tune
