歌詞

Morning drips in monochrome

Same old streets, same borrowed tone

I wear the minutes like a coat

Heavy with the things I never chose

Clock keeps biting at my heels

Every promise half concealed

I don’t need a sign or shrine

Just a crack in ordinary time

Turn the static into spell

Let the small escape the cell

If this day won’t let me fly

I’ll rewrite gravity tonight

No thunder, no grand parade

Just one mistake that shifts the shade

I don’t need a miracle

Just something slightly fictional

Coffee cools, the screen still glows

I trade my hours for echoing no’s

But under routines built like walls

There’s a pulse that never stalled

I hear it hum beneath the floor

Not a dream, but something more

If the map keeps lying straight

I’ll bend the road and call it fate

Turn the static into spell

Let the small escape the cell

If this day won’t let me fly

I’ll rewrite gravity tonight

No thunder, no grand parade

Just one mistake that shifts the shade

I don’t need a miracle

Just something slightly fictional

Maybe magic’s just a nerve

Saying no to what you serve

Maybe freedom’s not a door

Just forgetting who you were

Turn the static into spell

Watch the normal start to melt

I won’t wait for signals green

I’ll walk out through the in-between

If the world insists I stay

I’ll go quietly anyway

Not immune, not invincible

Just awake and unpredictable

Tomorrow can find me new

I finally learned what to undo