Oh yeah.
The [music] morning light [singing] is
waking up the street. I find a rhythm in
the concrete beat. The coffee [music] is
pouring. Steam is rising high. [singing]
I'm catching glimpses of a painted
[music] sky. No heavy clouds to hold the
spirits down. I'm walking light. I'm
wearing a new crown. [music]
The silence fade. The music starts to
play. It's going to be a brighter kind
[music] of day.
Can you feel the spark in the air? A
meloy is moving everywhere. [music]
We're lifting up.