Lyrics (3:00 short film song) — “Flavor Is Created” INTRO (0:00–0:18) Highlands morning, wheels on stone, Mist on hills, I ride alone. One warm cup, one quiet doubt— Where does flavor come from now? VERSE 1 (0:18–0:52) Red soil under coffee trees, Rain writes time in patient leaves. A coffee cherry—ripe and round— Holds the sweet the earth put down. Farmer hands, a steady pace, Every step leaves a trace. PRE-CHORUS (0:52–1:08) Listen close, the story’s near, Not a label—nothing vague. Flavor has a trail to hear, Follow it from ground to taste. CHORUS (1:08–1:40) Flavor isn’t found—it’s made, Seed to sip in light and shade. Coffee cherry, sun, and air, Care you can taste is living there. No shortcuts where the sweetness goes, Truth shows up in what we chose. VERSE 2 (1:40–2:12) Clean sort, clear water running, Drying beds in slow sun humming. Roast reveals what time prepared, Brew completes what hands have shared. If your cup feels lost today, Don’t blame your tongue—learn the way. BRIDGE (2:12–2:34) — softer, thoughtful pause Change one thing… just one small turn, Taste again… that’s how we learn. From farm road dust to kettle steam, You shape the cup you want to keep. FINAL CHORUS (2:34–3:00) Flavor isn’t found—it’s created, By every choice we validated. From coffee cherry to the proof, From honest hands to your own brew. Ride with me—keep it true: Flavor isn’t found—it’s created.
