[Verse 1] Good morning, sun is bleeding through my blinds I’m Route8Design with a glitching state of mind Golden week, I’m wired, I can’t sit still Posting noisy little videos just for the thrill [Pre-Chorus] Nine whole days stretching out like a scream Empty calendar, but I still chase a dream Tiny venues, city lights in my eyes I’m talking to the void but it feels alive [Chorus] This is my first little letter to you From a room where the walls shine neon blue Got no plan but the weekend’s in bloom So I’ll shout through this cracked-up bedroom Are you out there, are you feeling it too? This is my first little letter to you [Verse 2] I’ll hit a small club where the speakers shake Sweat and strangers, every note feels fake Then to the museum where the past rewinds New walls, old ghosts, and crooked timelines [Pre-Chorus] Renovated halls, I’m drifting through the years History humming underneath my fears Every exhibit is a mirror I face I’m just trying to find my place [Chorus] This is my first little letter to you From a city painted ultraviolet hues Got no map but the holidays bloom So I’ll dance through this echoing room Are you out there, are you breaking in too? This is my first little letter to you [Bridge] (whisper) I don’t know how your days unwind Are you lost inside your restless mind? I send this note through a tangled wire Hoping my static might light a fire [Breakdown] (spoken) Yeah, I’m talking to the screen again My own voice in a stranger’s hands I hit play and let the circuit sing Like the future is a cheap gold ring [Chorus] This is my first little letter to you From a heart with an electric bruise No clear route but the long nights bloom So I’ll scream in this digital room Are you out there, are you lonely and true? This is my first little letter to you [Outro] (whisper) So have a golden week, wherever you are Under city dust or a distant star I’ll be here, sending signals through This first little letter, from me to you
