mercredi 13 mai 2026

Last Coffee on the Counter ​


 Last Coffee on the Counter

​Verse 1
Years became a geography we walked without a map,
In the silent osmose of hands interlocking in a lap.
No words were needed, our eyes were a Rosetta stone,
Transforming every crowded room into a world we owned.
From the laughter in the sun to the tears in the gray,
Each day was a rebirth, finding a new way to stay.
​Verse 2
You arrived at the crossroads with your life in a leather strap,
I stood there empty-handed, falling into your trap.
My hands were open for the grace of the surprise,
With nothing but my heart to hold the hunger in your eyes.
But the weight of what you carried started leaning on the door,
And the osmose we had built couldn't carry any more.
​Chorus
I watched your pause become a runway for a flight,
Searching for the lightness in the middle of the night.
But the gravity of years held us down until we broke,
In the final, fading echoes of the last words that we spoke.
At the edge of the horizon where the heart is left behind,
I learned that love is letting go of what you need to find.
​Bridge
Last coffee on the counter, last look into the blue,
Terminal doors closing on the ghost of me and you.
An airplane climbing upward while my heart was sinking low,
A suitcase full of secrets that I finally had to know.
​Outro
Still in my thoughts,
Watching the planes go...

Patsyblue 

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