Coffee Stains on Sunday

Verse

Grey cup ring on a paper map

Sunday light through the blinds, soft slats

Steam goes up like it's got somewhere to be

I stay still, let the whole block breathe

Pre-Chorus

Do you feel it too

This slow let go

This quiet pull below

Chorus

Floating over city lights

Rooftops folding into white

Nowhere fast, nowhere far

Just me and the paper stars

Floating over city lights

Verse

Coffee stains in the shape of clouds

Traffic hums but it's never loud

Window's cracked, curtain breathes like tide

Half the street still asleep inside

Pre-Chorus

Do you feel it too

This slow let go

This quiet pull below

Chorus

Floating over city lights

Rooftops folding into white

Nowhere fast, nowhere far

Just me and the paper stars

Floating over city lights

Bridge

Maybe I don't land today

Maybe the ground can wait

Cup goes cold, I don't mind

Sundays move at their own time

Chorus

Floating over city lights

Rooftops folding into white

Nowhere fast, nowhere far

Just me and the paper stars

Floating over city lights