City lights bleed through the blinds like faded promises I’m chasing echoes of the day, the wins and the misses Coffee cup gone cold, guitar leaning in the corner Thoughts unravel slow, like threads from an old performer The weight of it all starts to loosen its hold In this quiet surrender, the stories unfold Hanging out for a bit before sleep Just me and the silence, secrets I keep Letting the hours drift soft in the deep Hanging out for a bit before sleep Memories flicker like old film on the ceiling Faces and places, the joy and the kneeling Heartaches that taught me, the laughter that healed Wounds turn to wisdom when the noise is repealed The mirror stares back with a knowing half-smile Another day’s battle, another mile Hanging out for a bit before sleep Just me and the silence, secrets I keep Letting the hours drift soft in the deep Hanging out for a bit before sleep No need for the answers, no rush for the light In this in-between, everything feels right The chaos of living, the grace in release I breathe in the moment, find a little peace Hanging out for a bit before sleep Carrying the fire that the daylight can’t keep Grateful for the cracks where the real light seeps Hanging out for a bit… before sleep
