歌詞

Coat on the back of this faded red chair

Someone’s perfume hangs in the air

Bartender polishing stories from the day

I watch the ice melting

Thoughts slipping away

I’m just drifting after hours

Let the small talk blur and fade

Every heartbeat getting softer

As the noise inside my head gets laid to waste

I’m just drifting after hours

Let the world spin how it may

Old man tracing rings on the wood

Laughs at a joke only he understood

Ceiling fan ticks through another slow spin

I count each turn like I’m shedding my skin

I’m just floating after hours

All the sharp edges turn vague

Every worry losing power

Like chalk lines washed out by the rain

I’m just floating after hours

Let the night rewrite my name

Couple in the corner booth mouthing goodbye

Her mascara smears

He won’t meet her eye

I sip my drink like a patient on the mend

Learning how to breathe

Not just pretend

I’m just breathing after hours

Let the deep sighs find their place

Every inhale drawing slower

Every exhale clearing space

I’m just breathing after hours

Til there’s room for one more day

Neon menu flickers

Letter by letter

Rain taps the awning

Steady and clever

I trace a path on a crumpled receipt

Plans I won’t keep

But it steadies my feet

Maybe peace is this

A stranger’s laugh three tables down

A story half overheard

The hum of a tired town

Maybe peace is less

A choice to sit

To stay

To let the rushing world

Go some other way

I’m just healing after hours

Let the past blur into gray

Every memory growing lighter

As it loosens from its frame

I’m just healing after hours

Till the day feels small and tame