Lyricist : Gordon Tsai/Christine Lee
Composer : Gordon Tsai/Christine Lee
A sense of calmness lands on my shoulders and palms
While the storms of my life gets me i sneak to the back empty
and I gently, pull the door and glide through with a ‘sup Eddy’
This club’s ready i feel the notes falling like confetti
I order my drink normal except i add rocks to dilute it
I take a sip and then stop to talk shop to one of the
Newish folks that i’ve seen this spot is hidden ‘how did you find it?’
I reclined back on my seat while she spoke well of her findings
This world is a cold one and we all move so mechanic
So when rain falls on a painting and the paint runs it’s attractive
Brings out imperfections that we try to hide but we can’t
I don’t lead with a glance i rather close my eyes and then dance
If I miss a couple of steps then that’s fine
Its my humanity whats wrong with being normal
cause it’s so off chasing vanity - likes
under lights, in the off chance that i might
I came here to take the night off with those sax notes under ice
I stood in that moment but time pulled me in forever
Through the shift and move of things that end too soon
I stood in that moment, wondering about me
Blank sterility, efficient in this room
We’re numb to reality but primed for this song
The notes they sway and though they move on
The past is always present, ready for a visit
Close but never near, even you can barely hear it
Oh, even you can barely feel it
imperfection used to be a picture too
Oh, even you can barely hear it
The human in me don’t know what to do
The sting in treble clef a minor 7 and a flat
black and white in shadows dancing all my thoughts back
Hear the clink in the glass of a jazz city poet
the silence in the night paints love as I know it
It’s the best
the broken only have
Regret is our nuance on a canvas painted black
I stare down the glass
can never take the time back
cant ever make that smile but I thought
I’d never make this rhyme rap
So the crowd claps they don’t really care
all eyes are on the stage, smoke is sleeping in my hair
Tune up the notes, I hear nothing but the night
Cuz wishing does nothing but I wish hope was right
I stood in that moment but time pulled me in forever
Through the shift and move of things that end too soon
I stood in that moment, wondering about me
Blank sterility, efficient in this room
We’re numb to reality but primed for this song
The notes they sway and though they move on
The past is always present, ready for a visit
Close but never near, even you can barely hear it
If it’s connections that i look for then why am I always blinded
I’m chained within my apps while my profile’s always signed in
Blink another message and i turned off all the banners
See i purposefully unplugged to be here in the banter
The artist on my left with the monochrome on his suit
Every time he hopped in the booth he came across
Something new It would fill him with wonder
And remind him what this bridge is for
Building all alone with the street lights as an orchestra
I’m grateful for these places to escape out of the rain
Its pouring in my cubicle and my home life is the same
I didn’t hop inside of a plane i traveled through the music notes
Boarded with these verses it loosened how all the nooses choke
I’m finally breathing now, amidst the smoke and jazz keys
This makes me happy - my life it isn’t past me
No it’s only the beginning feel the station and arpeggios
Pacing through my playlists I’m facing it through my radio
I stood in that moment but time pulled me in forever
Through the shift and move of things that end too soon
Stood in that moment, wondering about me
Blank sterility, efficient in this room
Even you can barely feel it
imperfection used to be a picture too
Even you can barely hear it
The human in me don’t know what do
