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Clockless Weekend

[Verse 1] Sun in the blinds Phone on mute Half in a dream Half in the room (mm) Crumbs in the sheets Coffee on the floor Did I eat, did I sleep I’m not even sure Same hoodie all day Same song on repeat Golden on my eyelids Bare feet on the seat Slow drip ceiling fan Making halos on the wall Plans on read Let it ring, let it fall Could get up, could stay I just follow the breeze Head in the clouds Heart on my sleeve [Chorus] Losing track of time on a soft clockless weekend Drifting in the space between awake and deep end Nothing on my list but the thoughts I sink in Floating through the day like the sky’s still thinking Losing track of time, I don’t mind this feeling Nowhere I should be, so my mind’s just healing All my little worries on the shelf, I’m free and Losing track of time on a soft clockless weekend [Verse 2] Text you, don’t send Type, then erase Smile at the ceiling Like it’s your face Sunset on my laptop Plays on a loop Old photos in a folder I scroll, then I swoop Half nap, half prayer That this stretch never ends Silence so gentle Feels like an old friend Outside carries on Cars hum and they pass I’m slow-motion laughing At shadows on the glass (yeah) [Chorus] Losing track of time on a soft clockless weekend Drifting in the space between awake and deep end Nothing on my list but the thoughts I sink in Floating through the day like the sky’s still thinking Losing track of time, I don’t mind this feeling Nowhere I should be, so my mind’s just healing All my little worries on the shelf, I’m free and Losing track of time on a soft clockless weekend [Bridge] If this is wasting days Then let me waste a few Let the hours fade In this faded view If Monday asks Where my minutes went Tell it I spent them On being content (yeah, yeah) [Chorus] Losing track of time on a soft clockless weekend Drifting in the space between awake and deep end Nothing on my list but the thoughts I sink in Floating through the day like the sky’s still thinking Losing track of time, I don’t mind this feeling Nowhere I should be, so my mind’s just healing All my little worries on the shelf, I’m free and Losing track of time on a soft clockless weekend