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[Intro] [Verse] Ten A.M. sun through the lace Tracing lines across your face You held a loaf, warm and gold A simple story to be told Flour on your wrist like a charm Tucked right under your arm [Pre-Chorus] Radio humming a folk song tune In the middle of the forenoon Mint tea steeping in the blue I’m making space for you [Chorus] It’s a quiet kind of magic Nothing heavy or tragic Just the dust motes in the air And the way you pull up a chair Sourdough and a secret shared I didn't know how much I cared [Post-Chorus] Just a Tuesday morning Without a single warning [Verse] You pointed at the basil leaves The kind of peace a heart achieves We laughed about the creaky floor I’ve never felt this way before The butter melts on the bread Calming the noise in my head [Hook] Crust and crumb Look what we've become Crust and crumb Beating like a drum [Chorus] It’s a quiet kind of magic Nothing heavy or tragic Just the dust motes in the air And the way you pull up a chair Sourdough and a secret shared I didn't know how much I cared [Bridge] Sometimes the world is a storm But this kitchen is safe and warm It’s the salt and the yeast A tiny, beautiful feast We’re stitching joy in the seams Waking up from old dreams [Breakdown] [Verse] You said the starter has a name Life will never be the same I watched the steam start to rise Reflected in your hazel eyes No grand gestures, no big show Just the way the shadows grow Ordinary, plain, and sweet Making my Tuesday complete [Chorus] It’s a quiet kind of magic Nothing heavy or tragic Just the dust motes in the air And the way you pull up a chair Sourdough and a secret shared I didn't know how much I cared [Post-Chorus] Just a Tuesday morning Without a single warning [Hook] Crust and crumb Look what we've become Crust and crumb Beating like a drum [Outro]
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