Twenty Minute Hours

Raindrops trace the window glass Neon signs in watercolor pass Steam uncurls from a porcelain cup Got a world of thoughts to open up Pages whisper, soft and low In this quiet, steady flow And the clock hands blur and blend Two hours feel like twenty minutes, my friend In this lofi, gentle haze Drifting through these focused days

Yeah, the beat is slow and deep Promises I'm meant to keep Headphones on, the city's gone Just the vinyl crackle carrying on Pencil scratching, a steady sound Lost inside the thoughts I've found Every line begins to clear All the noise just disappears And the clock hands blur and blend Two hours feel like twenty minutes, my friend

In this lofi, gentle haze Drifting through these focused days Yeah, the beat is slow and deep Promises I'm meant to keep Look up now, the sky is dark Left my own distinctive mark On the canvas of the page Turning to a brand new stage No resistance, just a glide With the current, on the tide

And the clock hands blur and blend Two hours feel like twenty minutes, my friend In this lofi, gentle haze Drifting through these focused days Yeah, the beat is slow and deep Promises I'm meant to keep