Copyright @ 2026 CrisWaster [Verse 1] Watching the steam rise from this ceramic rim A simple cup of black, the light is looking dim But there’s a billion years hidden in the heat From the dying stars to the dust beneath my feet It took a million chances just to brew this right The ghost of an ancestor waking up the light [Pre-Chorus] It’s not a decree from a throne in the clouds It’s the math of the chaos, screaming out loud The butterfly's wing, the shift of the tectonic plate Everything had to break... leaving it all to fate [Chorus] It’s divine! Not by law, but by the grand design of chance! The universe aligning in this cosmic dance! I don't need a judge, I don't need a king To see the holy beauty in the smallest thing! Yeah, it’s a miracle of chance! [Verse 2] Think about the oceans that had to dry and rise The cosmic accidents reflected in your eyes Evolution's ladder, every rung a scar Just so I could sit here, wondering who we are No angry shadow watching from the sun Just the perfect rhythm of what has been done [Pre-Chorus] It’s not a decree from a throne in the clouds It’s the math of the chaos, screaming out loud The collision of worlds, the silence of space Brought me to this moment... and this quiet place [Breakdown] Chaos... Accident... (Sublime) Ten billion years... To fall in love... With the beauty here! [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] It’s divine! Not by law, but by the grand design of chance! The universe aligning in this cosmic dance! I don't need a judge, I don't need a king To see the holy beauty in the smallest thing! [Outro] Just a cup of coffee... A billion years in the making... It’s beautiful... just like that...
