Write Neo-Soul English lyrics for a warm, jazz-inflected female vocal, 88 BPM, D major, core instrumentation: warm Wurlitzer electric piano, muted jazz archtop guitar, fretless electric bass, soft brushed snare, faint muted trumpet flourishes. Emotion is soft, bittersweet quiet bliss, lush and meditative. Narrative centers on a late Sunday afternoon tending to potted succulents on a fire escape, replaying a tender, giddy first coffee date from the week prior, small, specific sensual details: the smell of his jasmine cologne, the way he laughed when he spilled oat milk, the crinkle of the pastry bag between your fingers. Lyrical flow matches Erykah Badu’s laid-back conversational cadence with SZA’s raw, intimate specificity.
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[Intro] [Verse] Sunday sun hits the brick Watering my jade plant thick Dusty leaves getting a shine Taking all my sweet time Fire escape is my stage Turning over a new page Your scent is on my sleeve Jasmine dreams, hard to leave [Pre-Chorus] Mind is drifting back to Tuesday Usually just another gray day But the steam rose up high Caught a glimmer in your eye [Chorus] Oat milk on the table top Heartbeat didn't want to stop Bittersweet and quiet bliss More than just a morning kiss Lush and low, D major flow Nowhere else I need to go [Post-Chorus] Crinkle of the pastry bag Time began to slowly lag Sipping on that golden light Everything felt finally right [Verse] You laughed when the cup tipped White foam on your lip slipped Brown paper bag crinkled loud Floating on a caffeine cloud Wurlitzer hums in my head Thinking 'bout the things you said Fretless bass in my chest Putting all my ghosts to rest [Bridge] Muted trumpet in the breeze Bring me back down to my knees Succulents and sunset gold Stories that are yet untold Is it real or just a dream? Swimming in a velvet stream [Verse] I kept the receipt in my coat Like a little secret note You smelled like rain and tea Looking right through me I was nervous, biting my nail Telling some long-winded tale But you just smiled through the mess Sunday's quiet, I must confess [Chorus] Oat milk on the table top Heartbeat didn't want to stop Bittersweet and quiet bliss More than just a morning kiss Lush and low, D major flow Nowhere else I need to go [Post-Chorus] Crinkle of the pastry bag Time began to slowly lag Sipping on that golden light Everything felt finally right [Outro]
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