Bread Lyrics

I used to wish if I could choose

The perfect job full time

I'd spend the hours baking bread

While writing countless rhymes

But wait, it happened, so it seems

The gift of time which we all dream

Was granted, unbeknownst to me

As we all faced uncertainty

Money ain't the only thing

That measures my success

But dough gets super sticky and

And songs don't pay the rent

Songs are meant for me to sing

They help me when I need

But like the air which we all breathe

They ain't made for free

The knead is real, the perfect stretch

To reach its goal, rise to success

The taste of dough, won't fill the holes like

Patience, drive and fearlessness

Like bread that feeds, a song can touch

Your heart and all its senses

A loaf I shape, and chords I fudge

Can offer priceless views through different lenses

The knead is real, the perfect stretch

To reach its goal, rise to success

The taste of dough, won't fill the holes like

Patience, drive and fearlessness

I used to wish if I could choose

The perfect job full time

I'd spend the hours baking bread

While writing countless rhymes