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Track 08. The Party Moment of Being

[Verse 1] I bought the flowers myself today Walking down 5th Avenue, the sky turns grey Not a tragedy, just a quieter blue People swipe their screens, but I drift right through The taxi horns are singing like a choir out of tune We’re all connected, but I’m alone in this crowd Do you feel the thread? Or is it just a fray? Life is a luminous halo, fading away [Pre-Chorus] Tick-tock, the digital clock It slices the silence, it breaks the lock I’m standing still while the city spins Where does the self end? Where do you begin? [Chorus] It’s just a moment, swirling in this glass Watching people pass in waves I want to freeze it, make it stay But the tide comes in and washes us away Oh, darling, are we real tonight? Or just shadows dancing in the neon light? [Verse 2] Mirror on the wall, who is that girl? She’s wearing my face, she’s wearing my pearls But inside the shell, there’s an ocean roaring While we talk of the weather, and the coffee pouring Surface is calm, but the depths are dark Did you see my soul? Or just a spark? [Pre-Chorus] Tick-tock, the digital clock It slices the silence, it breaks the lock I’m standing still while the city spins Where does the self end? Where do you begin? [Chorus] It’s just a moment, swirling in this glass Watching people pass in waves I want to freeze it, make it stay But the tide comes in and washes us away Oh, darling, are we real tonight? Or just shadows dancing in the neon light? [Bridge] A room of my own, that’s all I asked To take off the mask, to leave the role But the noise gets loud, the noise gets sweet Drowning in the rhythm of the modern street [Chorus] It’s just a moment, swirling in this glass Watching people pass in waves I want to freeze it, make it stay But the tide comes in and washes us away Oh, darling, are we real tonight? Or just shadows dancing in the neon light? [Outro] The lighthouse is blinking, far from the shore I don’t know what we are waiting for Just pass the wine, let the time collapse Perhaps... Perhaps...