Sun spills gold on the wooden floor,
Spinning records from a vintage store,
Lazy afternoon with gentle sway,
Melodies wrap around my day.
Soft drum loops, saxophone glow,
Everything quiet, everything slow,
Moments drift like clouds so free,
In every chord, I find me.
Warm vinyl afternoon, rhythm on repeat,
City hum softened by this mellow beat,
Coffee rings on old record sleeves,
Time moves gently, nobody leaves.
Muted trumpets hum through dusty grooves,
Window breeze in sync with easy moves,
No deadline, no race to chase,
Just mellow sounds filling this space.
Soft drum loops, saxophone glow,
Everything quiet, everything slow,
Moments drift like clouds so free,
In every chord, I find me.
Warm vinyl afternoon, rhythm on repeat,
City hum softened by this mellow beat,
Coffee rings on old record sleeves,
Time moves gently, nobody leaves.
Sun fades slow, golden haze inside,
Jazz whispers stay while daylight hides,
Vinyl spins on as shadows play,
Keeping warmth long after day.
Warm vinyl afternoon, rhythm on repeat,
City hum softened by this mellow beat,
Coffee rings on old record sleeves,
Time moves gently, nobody leaves.