Smoke Chords

[Intro - simple 3-chord jazz looped throughout full song] [Chorus] Long chords hanging in the air like smoke Piano painting pictures of the paths I took Few notes, big feeling, let the silence speak This that old soul healing that the real ones seek [Verse 1] City lights blur while the keys stay held Moments stretch forever in the stories I tell From rainy block corners to quiet late nights I built my world slow under these dim street lights No rush in the rhythm, just space in between Learning how to listen to the in-between scenes Grandpa’s old records spinning wisdom in my head Every sustained chord got me remembering what he said Life moves fast but the piano takes it slow I ride the loop gentle, let the feelings flow Chasing inner peace while the world keeps spinning Few chords, deep truth — that’s how I’m winning [Chorus] Long chords hanging in the air like smoke Piano painting pictures of the paths I took Few notes, big feeling, let the silence speak This that old soul healing that the real ones seek [Verse 2] I sit back nodding as the same four chords ride Thoughts get louder in the space they provide From Bellingham mornings to those Brooklyn dreams Same hunger in my chest, different rivers and streams Turned my pain to bars, turned my loss to lessons Now every held note feels like a subtle blessing No flashy runs, just honest and plain Let the piano breathe while I do the same Real ones feel it when the groove gets minimal Less is more when the soul is original I loop these feelings till the sunrise break Few chords, full heart — that’s the real escape [Outro] Yeah… sustained dreams on these keys Let it ring out… let it breathe… Old soul forever…