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Sunday Mornings & Cigarettes

(Verse 1)
We were just kids playin' grown-up games
In a borrowed room, whisperin' names
Heartbeats loud like thunder in my chest
Didn’t know much, but we tried our best

Nervous hands, soft and unsure
You asked, “Are you ready?” I said, “I think I’m yours”
No movie scene, no perfect line
But I’ll never forget that night

(Chorus)
It was the first time, and the world stood still
We were breathin’ fast, chasin’ what we feel
No fireworks, but something real
Not about perfect — just about real
Yeah, I gave you a piece of me I’d never shown
Felt scared, felt seen, felt not alone
It was the first time — and now I know

(Verse 2)
After the silence, we just lay there
Talked about nothin’, played with your hair
We laughed at how awkward it all began
But I think that’s the part I’d do again

It wasn’t magic, it wasn’t smooth
But it was honest, and it was true
The start of somethin’, or maybe the end
But I don’t regret where I’ve been

(Chorus)
It was the first time, and the world stood still
We were breathin’ fast, chasin’ what we feel
No fireworks, but something real
Not about perfect — just about real
Yeah, I gave you a piece of me I’d never shown
Felt scared, felt seen, felt not alone
It was the first time — and now I know

(Bridge)
They say your first love fades away
But the first time kinda tends to stay
It’s not about who or when or where
Just how it felt to really care

(Final Chorus)
It was the first time, and the world stood still
We were breathin’ fast, chasin’ what we feel
No fairy tale, but something real
A memory I’ll always feel
Yeah, I gave you a piece of me I’d never shown
Felt young, felt free, felt not alone
It was the first time — and now I know

first time

Take These Dreams Away From Me

A Symphony Written in Silent Cries

Boil Three Minutes by Harmony Bubble

Fifty dollars buys a kingdom, stacked in shining brick-red rows,
Treasure chests of salted secrets, silver packets all aglow.
Boiling water sings its kettle, steam like banners in the air,
Three short minutes crown your hunger, feasts of fortune everywhere.

Cup and bowl, the thrones of plenty, noble scepters made of spoons,
Empty wallets find redemption under humble paper moons.
Palaces are built of flavors, corridors of broth and gold,
Every sip a toast to splendor, every slurp a tale retold.

Golden sunsets in a paper bowl,
Cathedrals rising from the flavor’s soul,
Every prayer of comfort finds a name in,
Ramen.

Mountains bend to taste the salted streams,
Dreamers sail on clouds of peppered dreams,
Every crown of mercy wears the same name,
Ramen.

Noodles weaving tapestries, a quilt that warms the night,
Pepper flakes like falling stars, soy sauce lanterns burning bright.
Nachos, waffles, tacos too, a thousand shapes it wears,
Every recipe a coronation, every bite a king’s affair.

Skillets flare and ovens echo, ramen takes a daring flight,
Every kitchen sings devotion, turning hunger into light.
Royal banquets, secret suppers, feasts that no coin can command,
Ramen builds its marble kingdom with my culinary hand.

Meadows bloom with spice and savory rain,
Symphonies conducted by the humble grain,
Every road to wonder finds its flame in,
Ramen.

Candles dance upon the windowsill, 
Every soul completely filled,
All the stars above us shine the same word,
Ramen.

Three minutes spin the wheel of fate,
Steam rising like incense at heaven’s gate.
Oh, the banquet waits in a humble frame,
And the world sings softly, to the same name,
Ramen.

Golden sunsets in a paper bowl,
Cathedrals rising from the flavor’s soul,
Every answered prayer of hunger finds a name in,
Ramen.


Written by Dave Solomon
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A Symphony Written in Silent Cries

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