Track Insight / Lyrics
I sit on the stainless counter, rim worn by midnight tides.
The light above flickers, a lantern trembling at sea‑night.
Steam curls, whispering like gulls over a quiet pier.
The nurse taps her heel, keeping rhythm with the pulse clock.
My porcelain shell hears the hiss
of the vent like distant foghorns
The espresso burns, a small, stubborn flame against the dark.
She breathes in, the coffee's steam curling, a lantern in her hand.
I hold it steady, holding the night's tide in a single sip.
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Around us, monitors glow, steady like a lighthouse beam.
I feel the weight of the shift
like a wave pressing against the wharf
She smiles, eyes half‑closed, as if the sea is a gentle lull.
The cup's groove, it remembers each splash like a weathered log.
I am the cup that waits
a silent keeper of the night
My ceramic spine holds the rhythm
of a tide that never breaks
When she leaves I keep the
light on a harbor for her thoughts
And when dawn comes, the glass will spill, reflecting new waves.
