Lyric

Work days keep winding on, 

Counting down to Friday night. 

I stretched myself a bit too far, 

But the weekend’s finally in sight. 

Let’s wind a rubber band again 

And send a paper plane to fly— 

All the hours I locked away 

Spin out into the summer sky. 

【Pre-Chorus】 

Sip slow, a glass of rooibos tea, 

Cold enough to calm my mind. 

Hear the distant African 

Drums that start to keep the time. 

Ice rings out like tiny bells, 

A fan that slowly rocks its head. 

Sunlight melts the afternoon, 

Petals drifting where they tread. 

Far away… so far away. 

【Chorus】 

In an empty glass 

A quiet echo starts to sing. 

I fade into a drowsy nap 

Until my missed alarm begins. 

【Verse 2】 

Trick‐built days keep circling back, 

I limp into the weekend shore. 

A tin toy tumbles off the table, 

I wind it up once more. 

Fresh and warm, my rooibos tea— 

Let it cool before I drink. 

Hear the ancient heartbeat drum, 

Calling from the desert brink. 

Steam unravels in the air, 

Like zebras lost in heat-hazed light. 

On a scorched and trembling plain, 

Flowers root with all their might. 

Leave the rest to luck and time, 

Petals drifting out of sight. 

Far away… so far away. 

【Bridge】 

Inside my teacup world 

You sit with folded arms, so small. 

Don’t stay hiding over there— 

Come on, come on, 

Let’s dance, let’s dance. 

【Moonlight Section】 

Under the full moon’s glow, 

The flowers hum a gentle howl. 

Petals float like wanderers 

Resting by an oasis pool. 

Far away… so far away. 

【Outro】 

Clockwork days are winding up— 

No matter what, they start again. 

ZENMAI-JIKAKE NO HIBI GA 

(Here they come, the days we spin.)