A vocal-led Atlanta Trap chapter in Jalen Mercer's Night Shift Ledger sequence, built around morning comes pale through the warehouse gate.
[Verse 1]
Morning comes pale through the warehouse gate.
Morning waits beyond the edge of every chord.
I keep my hands steady and listen for the change.
[Pre-Chorus]
I leave with my name and no debt to the sunrise.
We carry only what can travel without harm.
[Chorus]
Morning Owes Me Nothing, stay with me through the turning.
Morning Owes Me Nothing, say the thing the dark could not erase.
Close the circle gently and begin again.
We will know the way by how the last word lands.
[Verse 2]
The hour moves forward, leaving room around the truth.
I meet it without hurry, without dressing it in gold.
What was only distance becomes a road beneath us.
What was only silence finds a voice and finds a home.
[Bridge]
No borrowed thunder, no convenient ending.
Only breath, only ground, only one clear name.
[Final Chorus]
Morning Owes Me Nothing, stay with me through the turning.
Close the circle gently and begin again.
We will know the way by how the last word lands.
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