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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Box of cereal on my knees
Static glow across the room
Toy cars crashed into my feet
I was a hero before noon
Bike chain grease on my hands
Grass stains
Skinned-up shins
Trading cards and rubber bands
Every day a secret mission
[Chorus]
Take me back to Saturday morning
TV up loud
World still snoring
Cape made out of an old beach towel
Heart wide open
Nothing hurts now
Yeah
I blinked
And the years flew by
Like dust in the wind
And I don't know why
But I still chase that feeling
That first light dawning
Back to Saturday morning
[Verse 2]
Sidewalk chalk across the curb
Every square a different land
Neighborhood felt like the world
All of it inside my hands
Now it's emails
Endless calls
Same old hallways
Grown-up plans
But one riff and I recall
Every backyard
Every friend
[Chorus]
Take me back to Saturday morning
TV up loud
World still snoring
Cape made out of an old beach towel
Heart wide open
Nothing hurts now
Yeah
I blinked
And the years flew by
Like dust in the wind
And I don't know why
But I still chase that feeling
That first light dawning
Back to Saturday morning
[Bridge]
Did those houses always look this small?
Was I taller
Or just not scared to fall? (hey!)
Time runs faster than my old red bike
But it still circles back inside my mind
[Chorus]
Take me back to Saturday morning
TV up loud
World still snoring
Cape made out of an old beach towel
Heart wide open
Nothing hurts now
Yeah
I blinked
And the years flew by
Like dust in the wind
Yeah
They pass on by
But I still chase that feeling
That first light dawning
Back to Saturday morning (oh)
Back to Saturday morning
Details
GeneratedMar 14, 2026
Duration2:44
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Crunchy 2000s alt rock: overdriven guitars, busy hi-hats, punchy live drums. Tight, dry bass glues the groove; male vocals with a youthful edge, doubling on the hook. Verses stay laid-back with palm-muted riffs, choruses explode with wide power chords and shout-along gang vocals on key phrases. Brief middle-eight opens up with half-time drums and chiming lead guitar before the final hook hits hardest.
Credits
Prompt byJakeG
ModelAria v5
Prompt
I remember Saturday morning cartoons. It makes me feel Excited and adventurous. I miss Childhood neighborhood. Time flies by so dust in wind. My favorite genre of music is 2000’s alt rock.
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