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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
The screen door creaks, the coffee brews,
Sunlight spills on morning dew.
The rooster calls, the barn awakes,
A small town hum, the world it makes.
[Chorus]
Small town sunrise, painting the skies,
Golden streaks where the horizon lies.
Life starts slow, but it sure feels right,
In the glow of a small town sunrise.
[Verse 2]
Gravel roads and a rusted plow,
Fields of corn bow to the wind somehow.
Grandma's quilt on the clothesline sways,
A patchwork of life, stitched in our days.
[Chorus]
Small town sunrise, painting the skies,
Golden streaks where the horizon lies.
Life starts slow, but it sure feels right,
In the glow of a small town sunrise.
[Bridge]
Church bells ring and the river flows,
Time moves steady, but it never shows.
Here we dream, where the fireflies dance,
In this old town, we take our chance.
[Chorus]
Small town sunrise, painting the skies,
Golden streaks where the horizon lies.
Life starts slow, but it sure feels right,
In the glow of a small town sunrise.
Details
GeneratedOct 8, 2025
Duration3:28
LanguageEnglish
Style
creating a warm and intimate texture, acoustic with a gentle fiddle and fingerpicked guitar, country, melodic
Credits
Prompt byZestyOvertone93
ModelAria v4
Prompt
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