Lovely Layered Day

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When I woke up this morning, love
The sun was a coat of fresh enamel
Yellow on the window pane.
Just the first coat of the day.

The kettle starts its gentle hiss,
Like a distant spray gun line.
And the toast is warm, a little heat,
Like the oven down on line three.
Each little thing, a color laid,
A moment baked and saved.
No need to rush, no need to fade,
Just the quiet history being made.

It’s a lovely layered day, layered day, layered day, layered day
A lovely layered day.
Every minute adds a line,
Chrome and candy, yours and mine.
What a lovely layered day.

Walk outside, the sky is blue,
Nineteen-seventy-something blue.
The grass is green, a metal-flake green
From a Tuesday I’ve never seen.
These colors settled on the skids,
Carried Fords and Mercury kids.
Now they settle over me,
A finished, polished memory.

It’s a lovely layered day, layered day, layered day, layered day
A lovely layered day.
Every minute adds a line,
Chrome and candy, yours and mine.
What a lovely layered day.

And I think about the men who worked the line,
Never knowing what they’d leave behind.
Just another coat, just another shift,
A slow and steady, unintended gift.
Baked under pressure, baked under heat,
Something ugly turned to something sweet.
All the days pressed into one,
Until the final polishing was done.

It’s a lovely layered day, layered day, layered day, layered day
A lovely layered day.
Every minute adds a line,
Chrome and candy, yours and mine.
What a lovely layered day.

Such a lovely day.
So many layers.
A lovely layered day.