Thinset and Coffee

Alarm rings

Sky still gray

I hit snooze once

Then I start my day

Thermos cup

On the truck seat

Dust on my boots

Glue on my jeans

Same old road

Past the same old sign

But in my head

I’m already on the line

I wake up and lay tile

That’s my rhythm

That’s my style

Every room

Every mile

Snap the chalk

Make it right

Put the floor in the light

I wake up and lay tile

I wake up and lay tile (hey!)

Phone buzzes

Map to a new job

Old house creaks

Owner’s scared of the cost

I just kneel

Measure twice

Then cut

Piece by piece

Turn the mess into trust

Same old tools

But the pattern’s new

And every square

Feels like something true

I wake up and lay tile

That’s my rhythm

That’s my style

Every room

Every mile

Snap the chalk

Make it right

Put the floor in the light

I wake up and lay tile

I wake up and lay tile (ooh yeah)

Some people chase a screen

For their sense of being seen

I chase straight lines

Clean seams

Level dreams

I wake up and lay tile

That’s my rhythm

That’s my style

Every room

Every mile

Snap the chalk

Make it right

Put the floor in the light

I wake up and lay tile

I wake up and lay tile