Flipping The Card - Marlowe Sayre (Official Audio)

flipping the sign to let the clear blue back in 💨 A tropical house track with airy plucked synths, soft mallets and finger-snaps over a warm four-on-the-floor at 116 BPM, made for the first clear light after a storm. Listen to the full catalog:    / @marlowesayremusic   for the ones reopening the door... standing at the shop door turning the sign back to open after the rain finally quit. you're not fully sure you're ready but you turn the sign back anyway. the window glass is cool against the street where dripping awnings and the puddles meet. we leave the heavy grey behind the glass and watch the corner traffic pass together. you let the latch fall back into place while cars roll down the drying street. for anyone easing back into their day after a storm they didn't see coming. a simple gesture on the painted wood to shift the weather where we always stood. if you like tropical house you'll probably find your way to soft chillwave and airy nu disco too. the rolling bass and finger-snaps feel like the exact sound of a street drying off in the sun. watching the wet reflections on the glass softly pass as the shadows shrink by the door. one little motion sets the world upright and fills the hallway with a wide-skied light. have you ever needed one small ordinary gesture to prove the worst part is over? the passing storm has left a clear blue view across the avenue for me and you. for the ones who just want to feel the ground steady again before stepping outside. who do you picture standing beside you when the sign turns over? an airy soprano floats right over the soft pads like light spilling across a wet floor. Lyrics Flipping the card upon the wooden frame Before the quiet morning learns my name The window glass is cool against the street Where dripping awnings and the puddles meet You lift the sign to face the open square With light arriving on the damp grey air The heavy brass is resting in your palm Before the afternoon is broad and calm A simple gesture on the painted wood To shift the weather where we always stood Flipping the card across the iron glass To watch the wet reflections softly pass You let the daylight spill across the floor With every shadow shrinking by the door Yes, flipping the card into the open space To leave a clear reflection on your face The slate is cool beneath the canvas shade Where sudden ripples in the street are laid You straighten up and let the latch fall back While cars are moving down the asphalt track The passing storm has left a clear-blue view Across the avenue for me and you A simple gesture on the painted wood To shift the weather where we always stood Flipping the card across the iron glass To watch the wet reflections softly pass You let the daylight spill across the floor With every shadow shrinking by the door Yes, flipping the card into the open space To leave a clear reflection on your face We leave the heavy grey behind the glass And watch the traffic on the corner pass One little motion sets the world upright And fills the hallway with a wide-skied light Flipping the card across the iron glass To watch the wet reflections softly pass You let the daylight spill across the floor With every shadow shrinking by the door Yes, flipping the card into the open space To leave a clear reflection on your face Flipping the card Marlowe Sayre is a virtual artist. This song and visual were created with AI. #tropicalhouse #aftertherain #calmvibes