Lyric

【intro】

Curtains move, but not too much

I sip my tea, no need to rush

【verse 1】

The sun comes in, a little shy

Today is slow, and so am I

Books unread and socks unmatched

The hours pass, untouched, detached

【instrumental】

【verse 2】

A kettle sings, then goes to sleep

I stare at crumbs I meant to sweep

The fan spins slow, the world stands still

This quiet room bends time at will

【spoken】

“Is it noon… or Thursday?”

【chorus】

No noise, no plan, no second sight

Just me, and this room with light

The world can wait, it always does

This quiet moment is enough

【bridge】

I lean into the afternoon

The light will fade away too soon

But right now, nothing aches or pulls

I float inside these simple rules

【instrumental】

【verse 3】

The curtains dance in dusty sun

A page half-read, a yawn begun

A pigeon coos, then fades from sight

Still here, in my room with light

【spoken】

"Maybe I’ll write a song

About writing a song..."

【chorus (Reprise)】

No future plans, no need for fight

Just me, and this room with light

Let others chase what they must prove

I stay, I breathe, I do not move

【instrumental outro】