Golden Dust Motes

[Chorus] Golden dust motes in the sun's soft gleam Through the window pane, a waking dream My orange cat, a purring, furry heap Whispers secrets while I fall asleep Back in this kitchen, safe and sound Where the gentlest peace can be found. [Verse] Long road behind me, miles I have flown Now I'm back in this house, my childhood home The scent of mint tea, steam in the air A quiet comfort beyond all compare Linen apron dances on the line In the autumn breeze, a sweet design. [Pre-Chorus] From the neighbor's garden, apples so ripe A sweet perfume, the perfect archetype Of coming home, where worries cease And my weary soul can find its peace. [Chorus] Golden dust motes in the sun's soft gleam Through the window pane, a waking dream My orange cat, a purring, furry heap Whispers secrets while I fall asleep Back in this kitchen, safe and sound Where the gentlest peace can be found. [Verse] The floorboards creak a familiar tune Beneath the glow of the afternoon Each shadow tells a story old and deep Promises that this old house will keep No need to hurry, nowhere to roam Finally back where I belong, my home. [Pre-Chorus] From the neighbor's garden, apples so ripe A sweet perfume, the perfect archetype Of coming home, where worries cease And my weary soul can find its peace. [Chorus] Golden dust motes in the sun's soft gleam Through the window pane, a waking dream My orange cat, a purring, furry heap Whispers secrets while I fall asleep Back in this kitchen, safe and sound Where the gentlest peace can be found. [Bridge] The world outside can spin and rage But here, I turn a calmer page Wrapped in warmth, a gentle hold A story waiting to unfold No longer lost, no longer stray Just breathing in this perfect day.