,(our girl Friday breaks down up return the morning) Our girl Friday, pen in hand, she’s a visionary, Dancing through the pages, life’s a little legendary, Sunrise to sunset, her dreams never fade, Writing down the moments, like a serenade. Ink spills like coffee, on a paper plate, Eternal morning vibes, yeah, she’s never late, Words flow like rivers, deep and unconfined, Crafting worlds with rhythms, leaving doubt behind. (Verse 2) Canvas of the cosmos, she paints with her soul, Every line a heartbeat, making broken whole, Chasing down the shadows, turning dark to light, Our girl Friday’s magic, igniting the night. She scribbles to the beat, while the city sleeps, Whispers of the future, in the secrets she keeps, Living in the moment, every breath a rhyme, Eternal morning glow, yeah, she’s ahead of time