Whispers on the windowpane
A distant hum, can't quite explain
The city sleeps, a gentle sigh
Underneath a charcoal sky
My coffee cools, a fading warmth
Lost in thought, weathering the storm
Of quiet moments, deep and low
Where did the hours go? I don't know
Every street light, a blurry gleam
Reflecting back a waking dream
The air is heavy, soft and still
A silent promise, just to feel
No need for names, no need for sound
Just this hazy world I've found
Yeah, I'm just watching midnight hues
Lost in the comfort, nothing to lose
Every breath a rhythm, slow and deep
Secrets that the shadows keep
No need to rush, nowhere to fade
Just these echoes, softly made
Caught between the silence and the hum
Waiting for the morning to come.
The world outside, a muted blur
My thoughts adrift, beyond the stir
Of daily worries, far away
Just living through this fading day
The warmth inside, a gentle pull
Making my heavy spirit full
This solitary, peaceful space
A lingering, sweet, soft embrace
Every street light, a blurry gleam
Reflecting back a waking dream
The air is heavy, soft and still
A silent promise, just to feel
No need for names, no need for sound
Just this hazy world I've found
Yeah, I'm just watching midnight hues
Lost in the comfort, nothing to lose
Every breath a rhythm, slow and deep
Secrets that the shadows keep
No need to rush, nowhere to fade
Just these echoes, softly made
Caught between the silence and the hum
Waiting for the morning to come.
Maybe it's the quiet of the night
That pulls me closer to the light
Of understanding, soft and true
In this hazy, gentle hue
Midnight. Hues. Drifting. Through.
Just this moment, me and you.