Track 1 of the EP Tar Roof Sessions · 2020
Dawn Up on the Tar Roof
by Kane Rivers
“Five a.m., door stuck, gravel underfoot. I climbed up there to breathe.”
rap · lo-fi boom-bap · hopeful rap · 3:07
Lyrics
Five a.m. stairs, the door's got a stick Push with my shoulder, gravel crunching thick Tar roof cold through my sneakers Pigeons on the ledge like early morning preachers City still asleep but the horizon's lit Orange on the water towers, I'm taking it in Notebook in my back pocket, pen in my hand Writing down the plans that I'm trying to land Every night I wrestle with doubt Every dawn I figure it out Dawn up on the tar roof Sun comes up and I come with proof Bills on the table but my heart's in tune Dawn up on the tar roof Let the light come over the ledge I'm still standing on the edge Of everything I'm gonna be Dawn up on the tar roof, me Last night's rent talk still in my ear Mama's voice saying, son, stay near To the things that built you, the block and the beat And the rhythm of your own two feet Antennas like a forest on the skyline Steam from the vents, coffee tastes fine Down below the first bus rolls Every driver's got somewhere to go Every night I wrestle with doubt Every dawn I figure it out Dawn up on the tar roof Sun comes up and I come with proof Bills on the table but my heart's in tune Dawn up on the tar roof Let the light come over the ledge I'm still standing on the edge Of everything I'm gonna be Dawn up on the tar roof, me Nobody sees the climb in the dark Nobody hears the quiet spark But I know what the morning brings A little more room for the things I sing Dawn up on the tar roof Sun comes up and I come with proof Bills on the table but my heart's in tune Dawn up on the tar roof Let the light come over the ledge I'm still standing on the edge Of everything I'm gonna be Dawn up on the tar roof, me Down the stairs now, day's begun But the roof remembers everything I've done