Lofi Hours

Raindrops trace the window glass Neon glow on streets that pass A porcelain cup, the steam ascends On this quiet moment, it all depends Headphones on, the world's on mute Chasing down a single root And the hours turn to minutes here In this lofi atmosphere The city sleeps, my mind's awake For concentration's gentle sake The thoughts just flow on a digital page

Turning a new, productive age Keyboard clicks a steady beat A distant hum from down the street Got my focus, sharp and deep Promises the late night keep Sketching lines and reading prose Watching how the knowledge grows And the hours turn to minutes here In this lofi atmosphere The city sleeps, my mind's awake For concentration's gentle sake

The thoughts just flow on a digital page Turning a new, productive age Look up for a second, catch my breath The world outside is calm as death But in this space, a universe Ideas bloom and then disperse This feeling's right, it's clear and calm A ticking clock becomes a psalm And the hours turn to minutes here In this lofi atmosphere The city sleeps, my mind's awake

For concentration's gentle sake The thoughts just flow on a digital page Turning a new, productive age