歌詞

No names

Just faces

Same hours

Different places

Corner store fluorescents

Two a.m. receipt

He nods like a password

I don’t have to speak

Coffee shop on Monday

Same chair, same glass

She writes my order from my eyes

And lets the moment pass

You’re set

All set

Same time

Say less

Not a headline

Not a scene

Just the small repeats

That carry me

Street & Screen

Street & Screen

Keep me close

Keep it clean

Street & Screen

Street & Screen

In between

I can breathe

Bar backroom laughter

A regular knows my smoke

He doesn’t need my story

He just keeps the door open

Then my phone lights up

A “u up?” with no demand

A meme, a dot, a half-sentence

From someone who understands

Typing…

Stopped

Typing…

Stopped

If this is what I’ve got

I won’t call it small

It holds my week together

When nothing else will

Street & Screen

Street & Screen

Keep me close

Keep it clean

Street & Screen

Street & Screen

In between

I can breathe

No grand confession

No midnight rescue

Just presence

Like a rail in the dark

I’m learning the city

By who doesn’t take too much

Street & Screen

Street & Screen

In between

I can breathe

Same streets

Same glow

Same scroll

I don’t feel alone