Five More Minutes

Modern country. Old soul. Turn it up. Let it roll. ================================================ FREE TO USE MUSIC LICENSE You are free to use this music in your videos, streams, and other content. ✔ Monetization allowed ✔ Credit appreciated but not required If you would like to credit: Music: "Song Name" by DustlineRadio Channel: https://youtube.com/@DustlineRadio Restrictions: * Do not reupload the music as a standalone track. * Do not claim the music as your own. * Do not upload the track to music streaming platforms (Spotify, Apple Music, etc.). ================================================= Lyrics: Five More Minutes Verse 1 Barely closed my eyes, now the alarm’s ringing, Cold through the window, hear that north wind singing, Room still dark like the middle of the night, But that red clock says it’s time to fight. Blanket’s holding what little warmth I’ve got, Floor’s like ice in the same old spot, Boots by the door where I left ’em last, Feels like yesterday went by too fast. Pre-Chorus That first breath burns in my chest, Mornings never let you rest. Chorus Give me five more minutes in this bed, Let the world spin on without my head, It’s still night in my tired bones, Still half-dreamin’ in a house of stone, Coffee’s waitin’ but I ain’t alive, Just barely breathin’ at six-oh-five, If I could borrow a little more night, Maybe I’d feel alright. Verse 2 Window’s frosted like it’s drawn a line, Between this warm bed and the outside grind, Truck’ll groan when I turn the key, Same as it’s groanin’ inside of me. Sky’s still black but the day won’t care, It don’t slow down for a man’s thin prayer, Pull on denim, pull on pride, Step outside where the cold wind bites. Pre-Chorus Streetlight hums like it knows my name, Every morning feels the same. Chorus Give me five more minutes in this bed, Let the world spin on without my head, It’s still night in my tired bones, Still half-dreamin’ in a house of stone, Coffee’s waitin’ but I ain’t alive, Just barely breathin’ at six-oh-five, If I could borrow a little more night, Maybe I’d feel alright. Bridge (softer, reflective) One day maybe I won’t feel this way, Won’t drag my shadow into the day, Maybe mornings won’t feel like war, Maybe I won’t dread that alarm no more. Final Chorus (slightly bigger, hopeful lift) Give me five more minutes in this bed, Let the world spin on without my head, It’s still night in my tired bones, But I’m stronger than these frozen roads, Coffee’s bitter but it’s mine to drink, Cold air clears the way I think, Sun’ll rise whether I’m ready or not, So I rise too… with what I’ve got.