Verse I Wake up cold before the light, Boots by the door from last night. Fire’s low, the kettle’s thin, Same old day about to begin. Frost on glass, breath in air, Split some wood, tie back the mare. Mountain don’t speak, don’t pretend, Just lets the day start, lets it end. Chorus I’m still up here, that’s where I stay, Cold mornings, work all day. No big plans, no grand view, Just a villager seeing it through. Verse II Hands are cracked, back’s half gone, Snow comes early, sticks too long. Fence is loose, roof needs care, Fix it now or freeze out there. Phone goes dead, signal’s weak, Days go by before we speak. What you call rough feels clear to me, This is how it’s meant to be. Chorus I’m still up here, that’s where I stay, Cold mornings, work all day. No big plans, no grand view, Just a villager seeing it through. Bridge (folk rhythm, almost spoken but rhymed) Eat what’s cooked, drink what’s warm, Ride out calm, ride out storm. Not much more I need to say, I know my place, I know my way. Break (short, chant-like rhyme) Work, then rest, Cold in chest. Day by day, Same old test. Final Chorus I’m still up here, not looking down, Not looking lost, not looking found. You can keep the rush you choose, I’m just a villager, nothing to lose. Outro Sun drops slow behind the pine, Tomorrow’s yours, tonight’s mine.
