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Moon on the Stairs 1 by Devdevil

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Moon on the Stairs 1

pop,female vocals

0:003:21
Lyrics
Description
[Verse 1]
June rain on hot pavement, smell of wet tar and light
A squeak from the bike chain singing copies of our nights
Creak of the treehouse ladder, rope burns on my palms
A cassette made of whispers, static humming summer psalms
[Pre-Chorus]
We drew tomorrow with a stub of chalk
Traded hush for laughter in an alley talk
Every skinned knee a medal, every dare a map
We believed the world would bend around our hands and clap
[Chorus 1]
We left the moon on every stair
Pocketed lightning like it was spare
Paper boats on gutters, we never cared for oars
Moon on the stairs — it opened doors
[Verse 2]
Sour candy on the tongue, strawberry-stained grins
The ringtone of an old toy, counting wins and losses thin
Grandma’s porch light humming, the smell of frying bread
A scraped-up baseball glove and the postcard that you never read
[Pre-Chorus]
We learned the secret handshake of the backyard kings
Spoke in riddles only noon could understand the rings
Every sunset was a promise tied with string and glue
We swore we’d keep the map that led to something true
[Chorus 2]
We left the moon on every stair
Bottled up the thunder, kept it spare
Paper crowns and shortcuts through the neighbor's yards
Moon on the stairs — we owned the stars
[Bridge]
There was that July when thunder split the oak,
You ran inside with lipstick on and a joke.
I found your drawing in a shoebox labeled KEEP —
A crooked house, a crooked sun, a promise folded deep.
I called your name into a field and got the breeze,
It answered with the sound of grown-up keys.
[Chorus 3 — adult view]
I still leave the moon on every stair
Now it fits in luggage, folded in my care
I trade my heels for sneakers when the city becomes too loud
Moon on the stairs — I carry it proud
[Outro]
Somewhere between the mailbox and the midnight air,
We learned to hold a little wonder like a prayer.
Moon on the stairs — small light, big enough to share.
Moon on the stairs, moon on the stairs.
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