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The First Cup — it is six o’clock
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A pop ballad about the first hour of the day — the kettle, the window, and a cup that isn’t hiding anything. The refrain is ours: nothing burning.
The lyric
[verse]
The kettle is the loudest thing in the whole apartment now
I take the cup down slowly, I don't hurry it somehow
The window shows the courtyard, the yard shows me the sky
The first hour of the morning is the hardest one to buy
[chorus]
I drink it standing, I drink it slow
There's nothing burning, there's nowhere to go
The cup is warm, the room is clear
I only have to sit with it — the morning's here
[verse]
They said the coffee would taste wrong without it; it doesn't
The hand that used to reach for it just holds the cup, and doesn't
[bridge]
It isn't courage, it isn't law
It's just a cup, and nothing more
[chorus]
I drink it standing, I drink it slow
There's nothing burning, there's nowhere to go
The cup is warm, the room is clear
I only have to sit with it — the morning's here
[outro]
The first cup, the first hour
and nothing burning
Idea and text: Pero · Music: AI-generated · Voice: synthetic
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