Verse 0
The craftsman’s hands, the poet’s line,
The prayer, the chord, the crooked spine—
All bend toward what they can’t define,
Yet start again with morning’s sign.
Verse 1
The sunrise paints your sleeping face,
Soft gold on vows we can’t erase.
But promises fade like old tattoos,
So every dawn I choose you anew.
Verse 2
Yesterday’s love is a ghost in the hall,
Whispers of comfort, cracks in the wall.
If I don’t repaint it with morning light,
It’ll crumble beneath the weight of night.
Pre-Chorus
If forever’s a garden, who tends it now?
Who keeps the faith when the sun burns out?
Chorus
Every dawn, we rise and realign,
Living Forever, One Day at a Time.
Time fades the ink, but we trace it somehow—
Love’s a renewable act, not a static vow.
Love’s not a promise—it’s a daily endeavor,
We’re building our own DAILY FOREVER.
Verse 3
Coffee steam curls like our years,
Carving rings around our fears.
We sip forgiveness, slow and true—
Habit becomes holy when it’s you.
Verse 4
The world decays one atom a day,
But hearts can out-run entropy’s sway.
You polish the dull with a patient grin,
I fall for you all over again.
Verse 5
Rain spots dry, but the stains remain,
We wash, we rinse, we love through pain.
Time won’t stop its quiet theft,
So we rebuild with what’s still left.
Pre-Chorus
Can we rebuild what the silence bends?
Or is love a circle that renews or ends?
Chorus
Every dawn, we rise and realign,
Living Forever, One Day at a Time.
Time fades the ink, but we trace it somehow—
Love’s a renewable act, not a static vow.
Love’s not a promise—it’s a daily endeavor,
We’re building our own DAILY FOREVER.
Verse 6
Your laugh still cracks my broken code,
Reboots the faith that overloads.
The system fails, the screen goes black—
Then one soft look and I’m right back.
Verse 7
We trade old maps for shifting ground,
Where every loss is something found.
You plant your smile in the scar’s soft clay,
And roots take hold for one more day.
Verse 8
I’ve watched the seasons eat our youth,
But never the marrow of our truth.
Love’s not a monument carved in stone,
It’s a daily seed that stands alone.
Pre-Chorus
If the muse goes quiet, do we still try?
Or paint our faith across the sky?
Chorus
Every dawn, we rise and realign,
Living Forever, One Day at a Time.
Time fades the ink, but we trace it somehow—
Love’s a renewable act, not a static vow.
Love’s not a promise—it’s a daily endeavor,
We’re building our own DAILY FOREVER.
Bridge
Forever isn’t time — it’s what you tend.
Love is a circle—it dies or transcends.
Devotion’s a road that never ends.
A daily vow the heart must intend.
Verse 9
Some nights I almost drift away,
To the easy out, the fade-to-gray.
But your touch pulls color through my veins,
A sunrise washing out the stains.
Verse 10
We keep old fights in mason jars,
Labeled: “Lessons,” sealed with scars.
When storms return, we light the fuse—
To see what patterns we can use.
Pre-Chorus
If nothing lasts, then what’s our plan?
To start again or just say we can?
Chorus
Every dawn, we rise and realign,
Living Forever, One Day at a Time.
Time fades the ink, but we trace it somehow—
Love’s a renewable act, not a static vow.
Love’s not a promise—it’s a daily endeavor,
We’re building our own DAILY FOREVER.
Verse 11
The calendar’s a liar’s scroll,
It counts the years, not how they glow.
Our hours stretch when hearts align,
Forever’s just one day at a time.
Verse 12
You mend the edge where endings fray,
Spin unraveling into play.
Each breath, a tiny vow reborn,
Each sigh, a sunrise out of storm.
Verse 13
So if decay comes whispering near,
We’ll outpace rust with love sincere.
Forever’s not a static thing—
It’s a motion, a vow, a morning ring.
Pre-Chorus
If forever isn’t time, but what we tend—
Then what begins when the daylight ends?
Chorus
Every dawn, we rise and realign,
Living Forever, One Day at a Time.
Time fades the ink, but we trace it somehow—
Love’s a renewable act, not a static vow.
Love’s not a promise—it’s a daily endeavor,
We’re building our own DAILY FOREVER.
Outro
The stars dissolve, the sky begins,
Another day, another spin.
We’re not forever, but we’re near—
Renewed each morning, year by year.
