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Windows to the Past 2 by yooo

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Windows to the Past 2 by yooo - Soul music cover art

Windows to the Past 2

Soul

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In the mountains, small kitchen, kettle sings and breathes, Tea-stained mug on the sill, rain runnin' down the eaves,
Cobbles hush our footsteps, paper-wrapped chips at dawn, The radio croons our names, a tune that's never gone, I fold the day like linen, tuck the edges nice and neat, Feel the warmth in every corner where our moments meet.
Windows to the past — they fog and glow, Tea-stained mornin' and the tram bell low, In the rain, in the laugh, in the smell of Sunday toast, That old joy keeps holdin' on — that's what I miss the most.
Half past seven, tram bell hum under the dawn light, A busker on a corner plays our favorite melody right, Chips wrapped in yesterday's paper, Steam on me hands, we'll split a grain in all our plans, Like castles in the sand, Bring me back to that soft light where the days move slow and kind,
Every heartbeat echoin' with treasures left behind.
Windows to the past — they fog and glow, Tea-stained mornin' and the tram bell low, In the rain, in the laugh, in the baker's oven steam, That old joy keeps holdin' on — like a thread through every dream.
Listen, the stairwell hums our three-part harmony, On my booty and the lil' spill's honey on the city's grey, Streetlamps paint the alleyways in soft warm gold, Small bright things remember told them told untold.
Windows to the past — they fog and glow, Tea-stained mornin' and the tram bell low, In the rain, in the laugh, in the baker's oven steam, That old joy keeps holdin' on — like a thread through every dream.
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