Pardubice in Morning Hush

[Verse 1]
Stone wakes first
Cool and pale
Tram tracks gleam
Like quiet veins
Mist leans low
Over cobbled breath
Roofs fade
Into cotton sky
An old clock tower
Keeps its secret time
Hands moving slowly
For no one
[Chorus]
Pardubice in morning hush
Every window holding light back
Names forgotten on the corners
Letters soft with rain
River breathing under bridges
Carrying sleep along its skin
This city almost dreaming
And I disturb it
Only with my gaze
[Verse 2]
Posters peel
On a shuttered café
Chairs stacked
In silent rows
Church spire
Cuts a careful line
Between wet brick
And a colorless sun
Far away
A single silhouette
Folds into the fog
And is gone
[Chorus]
Pardubice in morning hush
Every window holding light back
Names forgotten on the corners
Letters soft with rain
River breathing under bridges
Carrying sleep along its skin
This city almost dreaming
And I disturb it
Only with my gaze
[Bridge]
Here
Even echoes walk softly
Carts and hooves
Remembered in stone
Here
The river does not hurry
It just goes on
Knowing the way home

Slow modern symphonic texture with female vocals; soft strings in close harmony and a distant solo oboe carry the main motif. Piano outlines the harmony in sparse, open voicings, with subtle basses swelling in and out like breath. The energy rises gently toward each chorus with added woodwinds and quiet brass pads, then recedes back to near-silence, leaving space for intimate, whispered phrasing and long reverb tails., slow, poetic