Twenty Minute Feel

Raindrops race on the window glass Neon bleeds in a soft, slow pass A warm mug steams beside the screen Turning this place into my scene Got a mountain of work, a hill to climb Just need to lose my sense of time It's that two-hour session, twenty-minute feel Vinyl crackle makes the focus real The keyboard clicks are the rhythm track Headphones on, there's no turning back

Yeah, the thoughts just flow, the progress feels inevitable The low-end hums a steady beat Fading out the noise of the street Each paragraph, a gentle chord Every single idea explored The world outside is a distant blur Just the words and the quiet stir Look up for a second, the light has changed All my scattered thoughts have rearranged There's a calm inside, a silent high

As the city sleeps under a purple sky It's that two-hour session, twenty-minute feel Vinyl crackle makes the focus real The keyboard clicks are the rhythm track Headphones on, there's no turning back Yeah, the thoughts just flow, the progress feels inevitable