Lyric

The light flickers

Under the old fluorescent light

A tilting cardboard box

While holding it down

A cart sings

With an illusion of five beats

On a deserted night

The air is like water

I walk with the cart

The sound of it rolling aligns my heart

The slight difference feels good

Makes tomorrow the present

In the corner of the shopping cart

A cat-printed sticker remains

Her eyes open, as if smiling

A presence sways in the distance

Walking with the cart

A five-beat song repeats

An off-beat beat protects

A small rhythm lives

Instead of stars

Fluorescent lights shine

White claw marks

Softly stretch out

Singing with the cart

The present is repairing everything

The sound of cars melts away in the distance

The shadow of the cart unravels

The night softly ends