Neon & Notebooks

Raindrops trace the glass, a city's gentle sigh Steam curls from the ceramic, beneath a neon sky Headphones on, the world outside just fades to a low hum Open up the textbook, waiting for the words to come It's a coffee shop cadence, a quiet, steady beat Losing track of hours on this lamplit city street The vinyl crackle rhythm helps the focus find its hold Watching stories in my head begin to unfold A pencil's soft percussion on a page of empty lines

Keyboard clicks are muffled by the synthesized designs The bassline walks me forward, through the paragraphs I've read Clearing out the static, all the clutter in my head It's a coffee shop cadence, a quiet, steady beat Losing track of hours on this lamplit city street The vinyl crackle rhythm helps the focus find its hold Watching stories in my head begin to unfold Two hours feel like twenty minutes, melting in the sound This quiet little corner is the only thing around

No pressure, no performance, just the easy, gentle flow Planting seeds of knowledge, watching how the concepts grow It's a coffee shop cadence, a quiet, steady beat Losing track of hours on this lamplit city street The vinyl crackle rhythm helps the focus find its hold Watching stories in my head begin to unfold