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Traded Night for Their Sunrise — Sarah's Vow 1 by Michael

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Traded Night for Their Sunrise — Sarah's Vow 1 by Michael - Catchy Pop Country,Male (Boston-Accent) Vocals Voc music cover art

Traded Night for Their Sunrise — Sarah's Vow 1

Catchy Pop Country,Male (Boston-Accent) Vocals Voc

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Lyrics
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[Intro]
Banjo/guitar lick (signature motif) — two-bar pick, soft clap
[Verse 1]
Porch light on a Southie stoop, flannel hangin' by the door,
Tiny sneakers lined in a row — Riley's doodle on the floor.
Used to hawk the corner, sellin' coke with a pocket full of lies,
Scale to the corner, palms cold with the notes and the nights.
From white in my coat pocket to cold steel lights that took my name,
Lost afternoons in a cell where the clocks don't feel the same.
Bottles used to be my compass, night was where I'd roam,
Now there's syrup on the counter and little feet that lead me home.
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh — I folded up that old life and put it on a shelf,
Said my name at a meetin', felt a strange kinda help.
Every "Daddy" stitches somethin' that money never buys,
I trade them felon's footsteps for bedtime lullabies.
[Chorus]
Traded night for their sunrise — I see it in their eyes,
Riley laughs with sticky fingers, Kiley builds blanket skies.
Traded out my darkness for the warmth of their light,
Cole falls asleep with trucks on his chest — I'm home tonight.
(Found their sunrise — found their sunrise)
[Verse 2]
Saturday cartoons, syrup rivers runnin' down the plate,
Riley ties her sneakers when we're runnin' out the gate.
Kiley's crooked crown of foil, her gummy grin at dawn,
Cole's tiny hands on the banister, sleepy smile on and on.
No more bottle-blurred mornings, no more deals behind the lights,
Court days behind me, prison stamps turned into vows and fights.
I tuck 'em in and whisper what my old heart couldn't say,
One breath at a time, one small step, I found my way.
[Pre-Chorus — Jail Couplets]
Did time on concrete, stamps on my name,
Prison walls taught me how to stop the blame.
Those cold nights taught me how to stand in the shame,
And when I saw their faces I swore I wouldn't be the same.
[Chorus]
Traded night for their sunrise — I see it in their eyes,
Riley hums a silly tune, Kiley steals the light.
Traded out my darkness for the warmth of their light,
Cole's little hand in mine makes everything right.
(Found their sunrise — found their sunrise)
[Bridge — Rap Verse (go hard, Boston tag)]
Scale to the corner, palms cold with the notes, move quiet like a ghost,
Sold coke off the stoop, counted cash on the dash, paid dues to the post.
Fed the block, lost my face, fed the streets my pride and my nights,
Fed a number, did the time — plex glass kisses on visitation nights.
Keys on the table, last call in the past — I left that jacket at the door,
Saw Riley's crayon heart through a plex screen, said "I ain't comin' back for more."
From blackout fights and whiskey fights to dawn fights over cereal and socks,
I swapped the Glock for a bedtime clock and soft talk when the house locks.
No more sirens in the rearview, just lullabies on replay,
Gave up the hustle for the humming of a nightlight that stays.
Mem'ry's heavy, but love's the lever — I chose life when I saw their eyes,
Tagline slide, Boston pride: "I chose them over them old lies." (yah,