Verse
Steam curls up from a chipped blue cup
Desk lamp humming, pages stacking up
Twelfth floor window, streetlights bloom
Rooftops scatter through the quiet room
Neon washes on the ceiling tile
Half a page left, one more mile
Clock hands drift but I don't mind
Floating slow in the amber light
Pre-Chorus
So let the hours turn to honey
Let the traffic hum turn sweet
Somewhere down below the city's running
Up here I've got nowhere I need to be
Chorus
Floating over city lights
Drifting soft through paper skies
Kettle humming, low and slow
Keep the kettle warm, I'm not ready to go
Verse
Notebook margins full of doodled stars
Headlights streaming into little cars
Someone's laughing three blocks down
Sound floats up and softens out
Static crackles from the radio dial
Mixed with rain that's stopped a while
Cloud of steam against the glass
Watch the whole wide evening pass
Pre-Chorus
So let the hours turn to honey
Let the traffic hum turn sweet
Somewhere down below the city's running
Up here I've got nowhere I need to be
Chorus
Floating over city lights
Drifting soft through paper skies
Kettle humming, low and slow
Keep the kettle warm, I'm not ready to go
Bridge
Maybe morning finds me still right here
Cup gone cold but the view stays clear
No alarm, no reason to run
Just this window and the coming sun
Chorus
Floating over city lights
Drifting soft through paper skies
Kettle humming, low and slow
Keep the kettle warm, I'm not ready to go
Outro
Steam curls up, the city glows
Keep the kettle warm
Here we go, slow
