Coffee

In morning's light the grinder hums, 
With whispered dreams of darkened beans. 
The waking world, it softly drums, 
And stirs my heart with hopeful scenes. 

**Chorus:** 
In every dawn, the call resounds, 
"Enough of sleep! Arise, be free!" 
O coffee, rich and warm, it bounds, 
Pour forth your joy, and comfort me! 

Some hearts are drawn to tea's embrace, 
While others crave the coffee's fire. 
No one drinks with forced-up grace, 
Yet passion’s warmth can spark desire. 

**Chorus:** 
In every dawn, the call resounds, 
"Enough of sleep! Arise, be free!" 
O coffee, rich and warm, it bounds, 
Pour forth your joy, and comfort me! 

The grinder sings, a daily rite, 
As sunlight breaks, it clears the haze. 
With every sip, the world feels bright, 
Reviving dreams in fragrant ways. 

**Chorus:** 
In every dawn, the call resounds, 
"Enough of sleep! Arise, be free!" 
O coffee, rich and warm, it bounds, 
Pour forth your joy, and comfort me! 

So let the mornings intertwine, 
With laughter, warmth, and brewed delight. 
In cups of hope, our spirits shine, 
Awake, alive, in morning light. 

**Chorus:** 
In every dawn, the call resounds, 
"Enough of sleep! Arise, be free!" 
O coffee, rich and warm, it bounds, 
Pour forth your joy, and comfort me!