Kyoto Drip

Raindrops trace the window pane Blurring all the neon signs Steam unwinds a gentle chain From this warm cup, a safe design Headphones on, the world's on mute A quiet beat, a dusty loop The only sound, a soft pursuit Of thoughts that form a patient group It's that slow drip, that Kyoto flow Watching hours come and go In the rhythm, soft and low Where the seeds of focus grow

Yeah, that slow drip, that hazy light Making everything feel right Lost in thought, from day to night In this bubble, warm and bright A page is turned, a quiet sound A spoon against a ceramic rim No other places can be found To satisfy this studious whim The steady hum, a vinyl crack A gentle chord that brings you back There's no deadline, no turning back Just this moment, on this track

It's that slow drip, that Kyoto flow Watching hours come and go In the rhythm, soft and low Where the seeds of focus grow Yeah, that slow drip, that hazy light Making everything feel right Lost in thought, from day to night In this bubble, warm and bright Look up now, the ink has dried The screen is filled, the mind is clear There's nothing left to do but glide And let the feeling conquer fear

Two hours felt like twenty minutes Every limit, you're within it Slow drip... Kyoto flow... Soft and low... Let the hours go...