[Intro – Lo-Fi beat with vinyl crackle, faint accordion melody, jazzy chords] No rush in this café frame My thoughts drift like a paper plane Clock hands dance, but I don’t mind I print my days, one at a time [Verse 1 – Lo-Fi groove settles, soft female vocals with slight French accent] Every page turns when it’s ready No deadline hearts, no lines too steady The world may sprint on glass and light But I wear ink and sleep at night [Pre-Chorus – double bass riff enters, soft harmonies] Coloured ads and neon fade I found peace in paper shade [Hook – accordion motif returns, warm chord progression swells] My tempo’s written in a slower song A printed beat where I belong Let others scroll until they blur I bloom in margins—quiet, sure [Verse 2 – acoustic guitar joins, whistled melody between lines] Some days I jazz, some days I pause My rhythm bends without a cause I cut and paste my morning sun Not just consumed—but home-spun fun [Bridge – broken chords, tempo drops, soft-spoken interlude] Folded notes from yesterday Still sing soft in their own way Not instant. Not loud. Just... true. [Hook – returns with fuller instrumentation] My tempo’s written in a slower song A printed beat where I belong Let others scroll until they blur I bloom in margins—quiet, sure [Outro – solo accordion fades with distant lo-fi hiss]
