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Brighten your coding sessions with feel-good warmth and a disco-lit kitchen daydream. Sweet female vocals glide over groovy bass, Rhodes, and shimmering synth pop for happy music, feel good music, and positive vibes. A city pop meets indie pop chill pop mood booster for your programming playlist—perfect work music, productivity music, and background music. Like, subscribe, and keep the cheerful songs playing! [Intro] Late sun on the tiles Dust in a golden swirl Kettle hums Tiny glass halos in a row [spice-jar clinks] I’m swaying in the doorway Bare feet Loose plans Today tastes like starting over [Verse 1] You asked how I’ve been I laughed Said “it’s complicated” Bills on the counter My heart on the chair by the door Spinning this ring on my finger Like a planet that’s tired of the orbit Almost ready to tilt toward more [Pre-Chorus] I’ve measured my days In safe little teaspoons Careful and quiet Afraid of the burn But something is bright On the edge of my breathing I stir it up slowly And watch myself turn [Chorus] Put a little joy in the jar Shake it Shake it till it sparks (oh-oh) Saving all the sweet for the hard days Keeping all the light in the dark Life on the shelf doesn’t suit me I’m reaching where the wild things are Every little choice Every small brave heart A sprinkle of hope in the spice-jar [Verse 2] Calendar crowded With things I agreed to while empty Smiling in pictures Beside versions of me I outgrew So I cancel the noise Trade a late-night call for a sunrise Toast in the kitchen Just dancing with nothing to prove [Pre-Chorus] I’ve counted my worth In quiet compliance Echo and silence Instead of my name But tonight on the tiles I’m breaking that science I season my story And step through the frame [Chorus] [Bridge] All of the almosts Stacked like plates in the cupboard All of the “later” Fading out with the steam I don’t need an ending Wrapped up in silver Just one honest moment That tastes like a dream [soft spice-jar clinks] So here in this kitchen With crumbs on the counter I vow to be messy And call it divine If love never shows up The way that I pictured I’ll still pour the sugar And call this life mine [Final Chorus] [Chorus] [Outro] Late sun on the tiles Kettle cooling to a hush One last gentle [spice-jar clinks] I taste the air Smile into nothing And stay for the rush