[Intro] [Verse 1] Soft ivory notes begin to rise A gentle cascade before tired eyes Warm tone embraces the quiet hum Of the coffee machine, a comforting thrum Late afternoon sun through the window streams Catching the dust in lazy golden beams A thoughtful phrase, a wandering line Improvised freely, a moment in time No rush, no b**t, just the piano's embrace Fills the warm space with unhurried grace A mellow current, deep and slow Where thoughts can wander, come and go [Outro] **Language of Input Content:** English