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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I knew this day was coming
I felt it in my bones
So I folded up my handwriting
For when you’re on your own
You’ll find it in the drawer
By the flour and the tea
A little map of how to live
The way you lived with me
[Chorus]
Dance in the kitchen
Bare feet on the floor
Turn up the laughter
Like I’m walking through that door
Cook in the quiet
At three in the morning
Taste every moment
Like steam on the window
Jump in the car
Don’t plan too far
Chase that blue horizon
And when you think of me
Just leave the light on
[Verse 2]
Don’t rush through your coffee
Don’t hurry through your years
Let the dishes sit a while
If someone needs your ears
Let the couch be for forts
Let the table hold your dreams
Let the mess mean you were living
Right there in between
[Chorus]
Dance in the kitchen
Bare feet on the floor
Turn up the laughter
Like I’m walking through that door
Cook in the quiet
At three in the morning
Taste every moment
Like steam on the window
Jump in the car
Don’t plan too far
Chase that blue horizon
And when you think of me
Just leave the light on
[Bridge]
You’ll hear my voice
In the onions on the stove
In the midnight radio
When you get lonely on the road
I’m not gone
I’m woven in
Every ordinary day
Every silly
Sudden “let’s go”
That never goes away
[Chorus]
So dance in the kitchen
Spin till you’re dizzy
Tell all your stories
While the pasta water sings
Cook in the quiet
At three in the morning
Taste every moment
Like it’s the only one
Jump in the car
Don’t plan too far
Chase that blue horizon
And when you think of me
Oh when you miss me
Just leave the light on
Details
GeneratedFeb 26, 2026
Duration3:39
LanguageEnglish
Style
dance, Warm acoustic ballad with female vocals, fingerpicked guitar and soft piano. Intimate verses in a close-mic whisper, subtle brushed snare entering at the first chorus. Second chorus opens with airy harmonies and a low cello pad, building to a gentle, tearful swell then dropping back to a single guitar and vocal on the final lines for a tender, lingering finish.
Credits
Prompt by
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Makettle_BlueModelAria v5
Prompt
A song about a woman who died and left a letter to tell her children to keep doing all the things she did with them. Dance in the kitchen cook in the middle of the night jump in the car for a road
