Lyric

Same alarm at seven-oh-five

Same ceiling catching morning light

Coffee cooling by my side

Another day just passing by

Nothing feels unusual

No reason to slow down

If you ask me how I’m doing

I’d say, “I’m fine for now”

But somewhere between the tick and sound

Something’s moving underground

No headlines, no clear signs

Just a shift I can’t define

Tick-tack, the same old view

Still these streets I always knew

Nothing’s gone, nothing’s new

But I’m not who I used to be

Frame by frame, I’m drifting through

Quietly becoming someone new

Everything feels just the same

Like a time-lapse

The mirror shows a familiar face

Same tired eyes, same gentle pace

But scrolling through my camera roll

I see I’m changing more than I know

Different smiles, different weight

Different pauses when they say my name

I didn’t notice when it changed

But it never stayed the same

Seconds don’t ask me to choose

They keep moving whether I do

Standing still is just a view

Time is always passing through

Tick-tack, the same old view

Still these streets I always knew

Nothing’s gone, nothing’s new

But I’m not who I used to be

Frame by frame, I’m drifting through

No goodbyes, no words to prove

Everything feels just the same

Like a time-lapse

No clear line to say “before”

No final door I had to close

Just a thousand silent scenes

Changing who I used to be

If you play it back too fast

You won’t see what slipped away

But slow it down and you’ll realize

I’ve been leaving every day

Tick-tack, the same old view

Same routine I’m walking through

Nothing changed, or so they say

Still I’m further than yesterday

Frame by frame, without a sound

I’ve been moving while around

Everything felt just the same

Like a time-lapse

Tick…

Tack…

Life in time-lapse