Kyoto Rain & Coffee Steam

Raindrops trace the window pane Neon signs in watercolor bleed Coffee steam in a silver stream Planting a productive seed Headphones on, the world outside Is just a distant, muffled sound In this little booth, I hide Where quiet focus can be found Two hours feel like twenty minutes now The clock hands blur and disappear In this quiet corner, take a bow The work just flows and feels so clear This lofi beat, a gentle tide Pulling thoughts into a line Nowhere else I'd rather hide

This perfect moment is all mine Pages turn with a paper sigh A pencil scratches, soft and low Keyboard clicks a soft reply Watching inspiration grow The clink of porcelain and spoon A stranger's laugh, a distant door Beneath the hazy afternoon I couldn't ask for anything more Two hours feel like twenty minutes now The clock hands blur and disappear In this quiet corner, take a bow The work just flows and feels so clear This lofi beat, a gentle tide Pulling thoughts into a line

Nowhere else I'd rather hide This perfect moment is all mine Streetlights paint the window glass As daylight starts to fade away Let the busy moments pass I think I'll stay another day Lost inside this gentle hum My best work feels inevitable Every worry has gone numb Everything feels possible Two hours feel like twenty minutes now The clock hands blur and disappear In this quiet corner, take a bow The work just flows and feels so clear This lofi beat, a gentle tide

Pulling thoughts into a line Nowhere else I'd rather hide This perfect moment is all mine