Musikin tiedot

Dawn at the Corner Store
Folk-inspired lyrical pop, mid-tempo, warm acoustic guitar, soft breathy vocals, dreamy melancholic mood, subtle string accents
Luo samanlainen
[Intro – quiet, soft hum of a fridge]
[Verse 1 – gentle, reflective]
The cashier’s eyes have bags like old maps
She folds a receipt and mumbles about her cat
Says it knocked over her favorite mug last night
Now she’s counting dimes to make the rent right
[Verse 1 Continued – soft, sympathetic]
A trucker slams his fist on the counter edge
Says his radio broke, can’t hear his kid’s message
He’s been driving 12 hours straight through rain
Just wants to get home to his old porch again
[Pre-Chorus – hopeful, quiet build]
Every shadow here holds a half-told tale
Every sigh’s a secret that won’t fail
To stick to my bones like the store’s old coffee smell
I’m just a listener, trying to tell
[Chorus – warm, nostalgic]
Dawn at the corner store, stories spill slow
Like the steam from the urn where the old coffee grows
We’re all just strangers with scars we don’t show
Hiding in the light where the cold night won’t go
[Verse 2 – tender, observant]
A teen leans against the snack rack, phone in hand
Staring at a text she can’t bring herself to send
She twists a bracelet made of faded thread
Says her best friend moved away, left her heart half-dead
[Pre-Chorus 2 – soft, compassionate]
Every crumpled note holds a quiet plea
Every laugh’s a mask for a quiet need
They don’t know I’m writing their words down in my head
Turning their quiet pain into a song they can’t forget
[Chorus 2 – warm, comforting]
Dawn at the corner store, stories spill sweet
Like the syrup on the donuts that no one will eat
We’re all just travelers with nowhere to meet
Hiding in the hush where the dark street won’t reach
[Bridge – gentle, introspective]
I grab my drink and step out into the light
Leaving the store’s hum behind me in the night
Their voices stick to my coat like morning dew
I carry their stories, something new
[Chorus 3 – warm, uplifting]
Dawn at the corner store, stories stay bright
Like the first ray of sun that chases the night
We’re all just souls looking for a little light
Hiding in the cracks where the world feels right
[Outro – fading, soft]