The room’s lit low by a tired old lamp Shadows dance on the wall Clock keeps time like it’s got nowhere to be Same as me tonight at all I’m sittin’ here with a quiet glass Watching the hours slide Just me and the hum of the ceiling fan And thoughts I don’t try to hide I’m drinkin’ slow, just letting it fade Sippin’ on the moment, not trying to escape Let the world get softer, let the noise sink down Just breathing in the silence of this worn-out town Strings hum low on this borrowed guitar One chord, then another Every note feels like a half-said truth I never told my mother The night don’t judge, it just listens close To everything I say So I pour my words into empty space And let them drift away I’m drinkin’ slow, yeah, taking my time Every little feeling landing right in rhyme No rush to nowhere, no need to pretend Just me and the night till the night decides to end Maybe tomorrow looks different in the light Maybe these thoughts won’t weigh so much But for now I’m good with the quiet And the simple comfort of a gentle touch I’m drinkin’ slow, letting minutes fall Like dust in the corners of an old dance hall If peace is temporary, I’ll take it right now One calm breath in, one breath out When the glass is empty and the strings go still I’ll leave the worries where they lay Close my eyes, let the night roll on And drift into the break of day