[Verse 1] First light sneaks through the curtain seam, Coffee pot burblin' like a gentle stream. Fog hangs low where the pasture starts, Quiet as a prayer in a tired heart. Somewhere a truck on a far-off road, But it's just a whisper where this house is slow. Bare feet on cool old hardwood boards, Time finally answers, "what are you rushin' for?" [Chorus] Live Oak mornings through The Loft's small panes, Mist on the pines, soft window rains. You don't have to do a thing but breathe this in, Let Suwannee County start you up again. Hear a distant train and the rooster's warning, But there's nothing on your list but this Live Oak morning. [Verse 2] Blue enamel mug on the sill just so, Steam paintin' halos where the day will go. Last night's fire scent in the back of the room, Sun liftin' shadows out of their gloom. Phone face down with the ringer off, No headlines here, just a red-tail hawk. Oak limbs swayin' like a slow amen, As if to say, "we knew you'd come back again." [Chorus] Live Oak mornings through The Loft's small panes, Mist on the pines, soft window rains. You don't have to do a thing but breathe this in, Let Suwannee County start you up again. Hear a distant train and the rooster's warning, But there's nothing on your list but this Live Oak morning. [Bridge] In a world that runs on deadlines and screens, You find a little space between the seams. Where a quiet house and an old oak tree Hold the kind of time that sets you free. [Chorus] Live Oak mornings through The Loft's small panes, Mist on the pines, soft window rains. You don't have to do a thing but breathe this in, Let Suwannee County start you up again. Hear a distant train and the rooster's warning, But there's nothing on your list but this Live Oak morning. [Outro] Yeah, just finish your coffee, watch the daylight forming, And thank God for these Live Oak mornings.
