Lyric

Coat on the hook by a crooked frame

Scuffed leather boots parked under my chair

Bartender laughs at a story half-true

I stir the lime in my drink

Watching ice drift

These soft hours

Open heart

Let the small weight fall apart

I breathe in

I breathe out

Let the noise inside run out

Soft hours

Open heart

Every slow sip

A new start

Couple at the window trade tired jokes

He draws her name in a ring of spilled salt

A song about summer hums low in the air

Her head tips back when the high note hits

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These soft hours

Open heart

Let the old hurt drift apart

I breathe in

I breathe out

Let the sharp thoughts thin right out

Soft hours

Open heart

Every slow sip

A new start

A woman in red stacks cards on the bar

Flips one for luck

Taps twice

Then smiles

She talks about moving three cities away

Practicing courage in each careful word

These soft hours

Open heart

Trace new lines across the chart

I breathe in

I breathe out

Let the heavy doubt fade out

Soft hours

Open heart

Every slow sip

A new start

I used to chase every restless urge

Running on fumes

Staying one step ahead

Now I count how my shoulders unclench

How my jaw lets go of the day’s last name

Server leans back

Ties up their hair

Checks the clock

Then shrugs at the time

I sign my tab with a steadier hand

Leave a folded bill and the weight of last week

These soft hours

Open heart

Let the worn seams fall apart

I breathe in

I breathe out

Till the inside storm runs out

Soft hours

Open heart

Every slow sip

A new start