Toast Crumb Soft Sweep

[Intro]

(Sweep) Soft crumb —

Table clear

[Verse 1]

Kitchen light on quiet strings, I brush the table slow,

I sweep the crumb until it's gone — a tiny tidy glow;

Toast still warm beside the plate, the morning stays kind and near,

If care can fit in one soft sweep, then I can start it here.

[Pre-Chorus]

Hold the sweep... breathe in...

Ready.

[Chorus]

Toast crumb soft sweep — I'm clearing in,

Little tidy yes against my palm;

Morning goes a little soft, morning goes a little soft,

If the table feels kind, that's fair —

Toast crumb soft sweep — I'm clearing in,

Warm air window hum, quiet grin;

Morning goes a little soft, morning goes a little soft,

Sweep it once and I begin.

[Verse 2]

Later on I find the plate where the butter still stays,

No speech required, just a hand that kept a promise small;

I stack the minutes like a soft parade — the crumb rests in the bin,

Ordinary care in kitchen light is how I send it home.

[Pre-Chorus]

Hold the sweep... breathe in...

Ready.

[Chorus]

Toast crumb soft sweep — I'm clearing in,

Little tidy yes against my palm;

Morning goes a little soft, morning goes a little soft,

If the table feels kind, that's fair —

Toast crumb soft sweep — I'm clearing in,

Warm air window hum, quiet grin;

Morning goes a little soft, morning goes a little soft,

Sweep it once and I begin.

[Bridge]

Not every brave thing needs a stage,

Some of them fit in a sweep I made;

Bread and hope in equal parts —

Morning looks good on a starting day.

[Final Chorus]

Toast crumb soft sweep — I'm clearing in,

Little tidy yes against my palm;

Morning goes a little soft, morning goes a little soft,

If the table feels kind, that's fair —

Toast crumb soft sweep — I'm clearing in,

Warm air window hum, quiet grin;

Morning goes a little soft — and I begin,

Sweep it once and I begin.

[Outro]

(Sweep) Soft crumb...

Morning soft.