The Beauty of an Ordinary Day
Jazz ballad with a warm orchestral glow: a slow, unhurried sway at about 70 BPM, lush strings, soft guitar, light bass and brushed drums, with a gravelly, warm male voice. Serene and hopeful, sung in English, about marveling at the simple beauty of an ordinary day.
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The steam is rising from my cup,The morning paper’s folded neat.I watch the neighborhood wake up,And hear the birds along the street.There’s nothing urgent on my mind,Just nowhere else I need to be.It’s a beautiful day,Just a slow and quiet view.It’s a beautiful day,Finding something bright and new.Simple as a cup of tea,Simple as a deep breath, free.It’s a beautiful day.It’s a beautiful day.The dust is dancing in the light,Across the old oak coffee table.The kitchen clock is ticking right,Steady, calm, and ever able.I see the green leaves on the vine,And marvel at the way they grow.It’s a beautiful day,Just a slow and quiet view.It’s a beautiful day,Finding something bright and new.Simple as a cup of tea,Simple as a deep breath, free.It’s a beautiful day.It’s a beautiful day.A neighbor waves a friendly hand,The mailman whistles down the lane.I think I finally understand,There’s so much joy inside the plain.The sky is just a perfect blue,A gift I never had to buy.It’s a beautiful day,Just a slow and quiet view.It’s a beautiful day,Finding something bright and new.Simple as a cup of tea,Simple as a deep breath, free.It’s a beautiful day.It’s a beautiful day.
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