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Morning Without Smoke
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A pop ballad with a Balkan ballad’s warmth — about the first morning when the room no longer smells of smoke. The refrain is ours: one breath, then another.
The lyric
[verse]
The pack is on the table, the window's open wide
The room still smells of yesterday, but nothing burns tonight
I count the hours like coins, I put them in a row
Nine, then ten, then morning — and I let the curtain go
[chorus]
No smoke in the kitchen, no ash on the stairs
One breath, then another — the morning is still there
I don't promise my body, I don't promise my mind
I only take the morning, one morning at a time
[verse]
Coffee on the balcony, the city wakes up slow
The neighbour lights his first one, and I let the habit go
My jacket smells of nothing now, my hands have lost the smell
I keep the window open, I keep the story well
[chorus]
No smoke in the kitchen, no ash on the stairs
One breath, then another — the morning is still there
I don't promise my body, I don't promise my mind
I only take the morning, one morning at a time
[bridge]
The craving comes in waves — it always did before
It rises, and it breaks, and it doesn't ask for more
It doesn't ask for more, it doesn't ask for more
[verse]
The bus stop at six thirty, the lighter in a drawer
The shop that used to pull me in is just a shop next door
I walk the long way home again, I let the evening pass
The morning is a habit now, and it is mine at last
[chorus]
No smoke in the kitchen, no ash on the stairs
One breath, then another — the morning is still there
I don't promise my body, I don't promise my mind
I only take the morning, one morning at a time
[outro]
One breath, then another
The morning is still there
Idea and text: Pero · Music: AI-generated · Voice: synthetic
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