(slow groove, detached delivery, raspy low voice, spoken in places) (voice low, observing, close to mic) Train passed at six… didn't look up Rain on the glass… half-empty cup Pages unread… light going grey Nothing decided… fine either way Verse 2 (space between lines, let rhythm breathe) Someone out there… making a sound I'm here instead… staying on ground Not lost exactly… not quite found Just this small life… going around Chorus (soft but clear, grounded warmth) Still here That's enough Still in the room Still holding up Still here Nothing to prove Just the day and the quiet Still moving through Verse 3 (voice near speaking, accepting tone) Curtain moves once… then it stops A cup on the shelf… a clock that tocks I let the hours… fall how they fall Not every day… has to mean all Outro (almost silent, barely there) Still here now… soft and plain Same slow living… again and again Let the room settle… let the night start Still here quietly… still.
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