The Recipe I Keep

[Intro]
[Verse]
Sunlight hits the dusted floor
I sweep the crumbs away once more
Faded cards with ink so light
She wrote these lines by candlelight
The butter smells like morning dew
A secret only Grandma knew
I trace the edges of the wood
I’d stay forever if I could
[Verse]
The letter sits upon the shelf
I almost didn't trust myself
To say no to the master's call
And leave these four familiar walls
They offered me a silver tray
In a city far away
But I see flour on my sleeve
And I don't want to leave
[Pre-Chorus]
I hear the French horns start to swell
Like a story I have to tell
I’m not trading this for stone
I am making this my own
[Chorus]
They say the lights of Paris shine
With silver plates and vintage wine
But I’ve got gold inside this pan
A legacy within my hand
Let the grand cathedrals wait
I’ve found my soul, I’ve found my fate
Right here where the flour flies
Underneath these humble skies
[Post-Chorus]
Underneath these humble skies
I’m exactly where I rise
[Break]
[Verse]
The clarinet begins to play
As Mr. Bloom walks in to say
“Is the sourdough ready yet?”
A debt of love I won't forget
The neighbors laugh behind the glass
Watching every season pass
I see her spirit in the steam
This is more than just a dream
[Pre-Chorus]
I hear the cello deep and low
Guiding where I need to go
I’m not trading this for gold
I’ve got a history to hold
[Chorus]
They say the lights of Paris shine
With silver plates and vintage wine
But I’ve got gold inside this pan
A legacy within my hand
Let the grand cathedrals wait
I’ve found my soul, I’ve found my fate
Right here where the flour flies
Underneath these humble skies
[Bridge]
Every fold and every grain
Every joy and every pain
Is baked into the very crust
In this kitchen I can trust
I don’t need a fancy name
I don’t need the Paris fame
I just need the oven glow
And the people that I know
[Chorus]
Let the lights of Paris shine
I’ve got everything that’s mine
I’ve got gold inside this pan
A legacy within my hand
I won’t leave this magic place
Built on flour, grit, and grace
Right here where the flour flies
Underneath my own home skies
[Hook]
I’m staying home
I’m staying home
This recipe is mine alone
[Outro]