Lyric

I wake up slow in my blue apartment

Sunlight spills on my thoughts, still sharpened

Coffee steam draws lines I’m starting—

Stories I hid, now finally talking

Bills stack up like cold tall buildings

Yeah, I’m tired but I’m still living

City noise hits deep, unforgiving

But my soft heart keeps on giving

Thrifted coat on my shaking frame

Walk outside and I’m not the same

Every step through these quiet lanes

Feels like I’m stitching back my name

I move through the world so quietly

Keeping little lights inside of me

Life hits hard, but I still believe—

Soft girls bloom under pressure, see?

Blue wind humming my balcony

Echoes drifting like memory

No, I’m not whole, but I’m meant to be—

A slow-growing galaxy

Night falls back in my small apartment

Mirror shows who I’m becoming

Tired eyes, but my heart keeps drumming—

I was broken, but I’m not crumbling

Past mistakes rise up like shadows

But I greet them soft and shallow

Tears I swallow, quiet and hollow—

Still they water my tomorrow

Tiny joys in the urban static

Little sparks that feel like magic

Even when my days turn tragic

I rebuild—calm, automatic

I move through the world so quietly

Keeping little lights inside of me

Life hits hard, but I still believe—

Soft girls bloom under pressure, see?

Blue wind humming my balcony

Echoes drifting like memory

No, I’m not whole, but I’m meant to be—

A slow-growing galaxy