[Verse]
A loaf of bread on a wooden board
A humble feast I can't afford
The butter melts the knife stands still
This hunger feels like a holy thrill
[Chorus]
Oh the sacredness of food
Every bite a fleeting mood
Salt and sweet the bitter too
A prayer in every taste for you
[Verse 2]
A ripe tomato split in two
Its seeds are stars in morning dew
The soup it simmers low and deep
A cauldron where my secrets keep
[Prechorus]
The spoon it stirs a quiet hymn
In every bowl a world begins
[Chorus]
Oh the sacredness of food
Every bite a fleeting mood
Salt and sweet the bitter too
A prayer in every taste for you
[Bridge]
The crusty ends the broken crumbs
The feast of kings or just one plum
It’s all divine it’s all the same
A banquet wrapped in no one’s name