[Verse] In the quiet of the kitchen light, Hands fold slow, the warmth feels right. Yeast begins to breathe and rise, Softly stretching through the night. [Pre-Chorus] Feel the pulse beneath the air, Low and steady everywhere. [Chorus] Let it grow, let it flow, watch it rise like a dream, Flour falls, shadows call, in the sub-bass stream. Hold it close, let it show, there’s a rhythm to the dough, In the dark, hear the spark, where the quiet beats slow. [Verse] Canvas sprinkled white and deep, Time drifts by, no need to keep. Waiting’s part of something pure, Every moment slow for sure. [Pre-Chorus] Hear the heartbeat in the floor, Bass that shakes the pantry door. [Chorus] Let it grow, let it flow, watch it rise like a dream, Flour falls, shadows call, in the sub-bass stream. Hold it close, let it show, there’s a rhythm to the dough, In the dark, hear the spark, where the quiet beats slow. [Bridge] Dark beneath the light, Whispers move the night. Soft the world still knows, Magic lives in those slow moments close. [Chorus] Let it grow, let it flow, watch it rise like a dream, Flour falls, shadows call, in the sub-bass stream. Hold it close, let it show, there’s a rhythm to the dough, In the dark, hear the spark, where the quiet beats slow. [Outro] Let it grow, Let it flow, Feel the beat, Move below.