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Call the Dawn — Rediscovering Lost Dreams 1 by Jeannot

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Call the Dawn — Rediscovering Lost Dreams 1 by Jeannot - Folk, Soul,Female Lead With Gospel Harmony Backing music cover art

Call the Dawn — Rediscovering Lost Dreams 1

Folk, Soul,Female Lead With Gospel Harmony Backing

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Lyrics
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[Intro - Instrumental]
Fingerpicked guitar, warm Hammond organ sighs, brushed snare, upright bass walking.
[Verse 1]
Marquee letters folded under dust, the theater sleeps on Main,
I trace the chipped paint of the doorway where my name once hung like a refrain.
The kitchen still remembers stove smoke and my father’s old song on the radio,
A seaside flag that used to wave—faded blue where summer used to go.
A ribbon on a bicycle, knotted in the grass, the bell that never rang,
I find an old map folded wrong inside a box of postcards with a bang.
[Pre-Chorus]
(Soft lift) I held my breath between the heartbeats,
(Soft lift) Quiet prayers turned into line—
Now the horizon pulls me closer, drawing the seam where day and memory bind.
[Chorus]
I call the dawn to find what’s mine (Choir: Find what’s mine)
I take the map and redraw the lines (Choir: Redraw the lines)
No more echo-chasing, no more borrowed time —
I call the dawn to find what’s mine.
[Verse 2]
Boarded-up windows keep the rain from telling secrets to the floor,
A copy of a showbill with my name in pencil by the door.
Concrete sidewalks still remember the scuffs from my old dancing shoes,
I taste the porch-porch light at twilight, sweet coffee and old news.
There’s a postcard from a summer I forgot to keep, stamped with a stranger’s grin,
A train whistle folding lullabies into the hollows of my skin.
[Pre-Chorus - Variation]
(Short lift) I counted losses like coins in a stream,
(Short lift) Then let the current teach me how to lean—
The small brave things began to whisper, louder than the doubts I’d seen.
[Chorus - Variation]
I call the dawn to find what’s mine (Call) — watch the dark resign (Response)
I weave new lines through the old designs (Call) — with hands that will not hide (Response)
I’m not chasing shadows anymore — I’m lighting rooms, I’m opening doors,
I call the dawn to find what’s mine.
[Instrumental Break]
(Short, soulful: harmonized hums, acoustic strum, organ swell, then stripped to voice and guitar.)
[Stripped Verse]
By the window where sunlight stitches dust into gold, I stand and read the lines,
A child’s scrawl, a promise kept inside the margin of my time.
I lift a photograph — hands small, eyes wide, a promise not yet worn,
I feel the pulse of something patient, like the earth beneath the thorn.
[Bridge - Gospel-tinged, Call-and-Response]
Lead: In every hollow, there’s a light that waits (Choir: Waits!)
Lead: In every silence, there’s a sound that saves (Choir: Saves!)
Lead: Lift your voice — let the rafters hear (Choir: Hear!)
Lead: We were lost together, now we steer (Choir: We steer!)
(Harmonies swell, claps join, simple piano vamp)
[Chorus - Final, Triumphant]
I call the dawn — I take it back (Choir: Take it back)
Maps of sky rewired with my laugh (Choir: Rewire the sky)
No more hollow waiting, no more practiced lack,
I call the dawn — I bring it back.
[Outro - Reflective / Uplift]
(Spoken over gentle guitar) Remember the marquee, the bell, the ribbon—
Sing
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