Woke up late, no plans today Air smelled like toast and yesterday Tied my hair with a borrowed band Danced along with a coffee in my hand Opened the blinds, let the daylight pour Fed the cat, forgot wut I came in for Sat barefoot on the kitchen floor Thinking maybe I don’t need much more No big moves, no reason why Just played that old song, let it ride Nothing fancy, nothing new Just the sky in a softer hue Nothing heavy, nothin’ high Just a breath and a quiet sigh Nothing fancy, but it’s me A notebook filled with half-song lines Moments I didn’t try to refine Used to chase a spotlight in my mind Now I write just to feel aligned A kid ran past with dreams to hold He laughed so free, it felt like gold Jotted thoughts in the margin’s fold Little pieces I’ll never show No big moves, no reasons why Just played that old song, let it ride The world was soft, and so was I Just played that old song, it feels right Nothing fancy, nothing new Just the sky in a softer hue Nothing heavy, nothing high Just a breath and a quiet sigh Nothing fancy, but it’s me If you catch me in plain view With my headphones on, nothing to do Know I’m not chasing something new Just playing songs once felt true