Track Insight / Lyrics
She stands there watchin', a diner cup in hand
Steam from the coffee curls, like mist in the land
The early light streams, through the attic's dusty glass
A golden beacon, on shadows that will pass
Her apron's faded, like the worn-out photographs
Of a younger girl, with dreams behind her laugh
She pours a cup, for the empty chair beside
Where memories linger, on the morning tide
Morning window, a frame for what has been
A fleeting glance, at the stories within
Her weathered face, reflects the years gone by
But in her eyes, a flicker never dies
The streetlights flicker, as the day begins to break
A distant honk, a train pulls on the lake
She takes a sip, her breath clouds in the air
And listens to the silence, a whispered, gentle prayer
Morning window, a frame for what has been
A fleeting glance, at the stories within
Her weathered face, reflects the years gone by
But in her eyes, a flicker never dies
The sun climbs higher, casting shadows short
And she turns away, to the breakfast she'll support
But the morning window, holds a memory's embrace
A bittersweet longing, for a time and place
She walks back in, to the counter's warm embrace
A world of busy chatter, fills the empty space
But in her heart, she feels the sunlit gleam
Of a window watched, a silent, morning dream
She sets the pot, to perk the coffee brown
And as the diner stirs, a new day comes around
But the morning window, still lingers in her mind
A quiet moment, a place for solace to find
Morning window, a frame for what has been
A fleeting glance, at the stories within
Her weathered face, reflects the years gone by
But in her eyes, a flicker never dies
Piano chords fade, brush snare answers softly, sax wails a mournful blue
