Tokyo Drizzle

Rainy window, a watercolor gray Steam from my coffee fades the day Headphones on, the world just melts away Got a notebook open, got so much to say The quiet clatter of a ceramic cup The sun is down before I'm looking up And the beat just loops, a gentle, steady friend Two hours feel like twenty, time begins to bend In this lofi haze, the pages start to turn A quiet fire in my mind begins to burn Yeah, the work just flows, inevitable and slow

Underneath the neon, city afterglow Streetlights bleeding through the foggy pane A distant siren sings a soft refrain Pen on paper, a scratchy, whispered sound Lost inside the thoughts that I have found The static hiss, a vinyl record's soul Making fragments of my focus whole And the beat just loops, a gentle, steady friend Two hours feel like twenty, time begins to bend In this lofi haze, the pages start to turn A quiet fire in my mind begins to burn

Yeah, the work just flows, inevitable and slow Underneath the neon, city afterglow The barista's cleaning, stacking up the chairs But I'm still here, lost in my own affairs No sense of rush, no reason to pretend This perfect moment doesn't have to end The rhythm holds me, steady and so true Just me and the music, and the work I have to do And the beat just loops, a gentle, steady friend Two hours feel like twenty, time begins to bend In this lofi haze, the pages start to turn

A quiet fire in my mind begins to burn Yeah, the work just flows, inevitable and slow Underneath the neon, city afterglow