0022 Velvet Scratch

Late train windows and the room stays low

I let the record turn and take it slow

Coffee ring moon on the tabletop Your name moves once then the

whole night stops I keep my cool with a half-lit grin

Play it clean, let the small talk spin Every little pause got

a weight to hold Warm in the hand but the air turns

cold I talk soft,

but the line cuts through No grand pose,

just the truth on cue

Lean in close, let the room stand still

A low flame heart with a measured will

If you hear mine,

then you know the way

Stay right here in the pocket with me

Slow hands on time,

let it breathe easy

No need to run when the groove speaks plain

Come back around, say my name again Stay right here where the

lights sit low

We got enough in the undertow You read the room like a

seasoned band Loose at the wrist,

steady in the hand

I trace the break where the snare sits back Small gold spark

in a midnight black No fake shine,

no borrowed role Just a side-eye laugh and a little soul

If I move once,

then you move in kind Two cool steps and the rest unwind

Ah,

keep it low Ah,

let it roll I found a calm in the bend of your

tone

You found a home where my guard was gone

Stay right here in the pocket with me Slow hands on time,

let it breathe easy

No need to run when the groove speaks plain

Come back around, say my name again Stay right here where the

lights sit low

We got enough in the undertow

Take it slow now,

let the last note land I leave my heart where the groove

can stand