Muted sky holds a fragile hue,
City breathes in a quieter blue,
Steps slow down on softened ground,
In the hush, a rhythm is found.
Empty seats in a corner café,
Pages half-read, thoughts drift away,
No rush, no weight, just subtle air,
Moments linger, quiet and rare.
Pale sky interlude, color turned down,
Silence moving through a sleepy town,
Every breath floats without sound,
Calm in the grey, peace all around.
Sidewalks gleam under faint daylight,
Familiar streets wrapped in quiet light,
Notes flutter low from a dusty speaker,
Faint memories feel a little clearer.
Empty seats in a corner café,
Pages half-read, thoughts drift away,
No rush, no weight, just subtle air,
Moments linger, quiet and rare.
Pale sky interlude, color turned down,
Silence moving through a sleepy town,
Every breath floats without sound,
Calm in the grey, peace all around.
Silver clouds cradle drifting minds,
In muted colors, freedom unwinds,
No destination, no lines to trace,
Just quiet hours in a softened space.
Pale sky interlude, color turned down,
Silence moving through a sleepy town,
Every breath floats without sound,
Calm in the grey, peace all around.