Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Steam rising From a chipped blue mug Bare feet in the grass Still cool from the dark Knees in the dirt Old sweater Loose sleeves Breathing in basil and rosemary Slow little start [Chorus] It’s a quiet kind of heaven in the garden Hands in the soil Let the heart soften Every little leaf knows my name this morning I’m just listening While the day comes in [Verse 2] Robins arguing Over seeds by the fence A bee bumps clumsy Through the marigolds Tomato vines leaning On their crooked sticks I tuck them in closer Like secrets I hold [Chorus] It’s a quiet kind of heaven in the garden Hands in the soil Let the heart soften Every little leaf knows my name this morning I’m just listening While the day comes in [Bridge] I don’t need answers Just this gentle air (mm-hmm) Petals on my fingers Dirt under there If the world goes rushing I’ll stay right here Counting blessings One small flower One clear tear [Chorus] It’s a quiet kind of heaven in the garden Hands in the soil Let the heart soften Every little leaf knows my name this morning I’m just listening While the day comes in Just listening While the day comes in
Tags
Gentle acoustic folk with soft male vocals, fingerpicked guitar, and subtle upright bass. Light brush percussion enters on the first chorus, with airy backing harmonies that bloom on sustained notes. Occasional glockenspiel and soft organ pads add sparkle as the song unfolds, building from intimate porch-side calm into a warm, sunlit final chorus before easing back to a single guitar and voice on the last line.
Duration
3:09
Instrumental
No
Created
1/30/2026