Portals (feat. ESAE)-gowe/ESAE

[00:00.000] 作词 : Gordon Tsai/Christine Lee [00:01.000] 作曲 : Gordon Tsai/Christine Lee [00:25.43]A sense of calmness lands on my shoulders and palms [00:27.72]While the storms of my life gets me i sneak to the back empty [00:30.81]And I gently, pull the door and glide through with a ‘sup Eddy’ [00:33.86]This club’s ready i feel the notes falling like confetti [00:36.45]I order my drink normal except i add rocks to dilute it [00:39.99]I take a sip and then stop to talk shop to one of the [00:42.83]Newish folks that i’ve seen this spot is hidden ‘how did you find it?’ [00:46.16]I reclined back on my seat while she spoke well of her findings [00:49.11]This world is a cold one and we all move so mechanic [00:52.44]So when rain falls on a painting and the paint runs it’s attractive [00:55.49]Brings out imperfections that we try to hide but we can’t [00:58.47]I don’t lead with a glance i rather close my eyes and then dance [01:01.57]If I miss a couple of steps then that’s fine [01:03.87]It's my humanity whats wrong with being normal [01:06.25]Cause it’s so off chasing vanity - likes [01:08.30]Under lights, in the off chance that i might [01:10.93]I came here to take the night off with those sax notes under ice [01:13.98] [01:14.23]I stood in that moment but time pulled me in forever [01:17.11]Through the shift and move of things that end too soon [01:19.91]I stood in that moment, wondering about me [01:23.34]Blank sterility, efficient in this room [01:26.24]We’re numb to reality but primed for this song [01:29.54]The notes they sway and though they move on [01:32.72]The past is always present, ready for a visit [01:35.62]Close but never near, even you can barely hear it [01:38.75] [01:39.00]Oh, even you can barely feel it [01:42.19]Imperfection used to be a picture too [01:46.08]Oh, even you can barely hear it [01:48.38]The human in me don’t know what to do [01:51.46]The sting in treble clef a minor 7 and a flat [01:54.20]Black and white in shadows dancing all my thoughts back [01:57.64]Hear the clink in the glass of a jazz city poet [02:00.58]The silence in the night paints love as I know it [02:04.02]It’s the best [02:05.37]The broken only have [02:06.76]Regret is our nuance on a canvas painted black [02:09.76]I stare down the glass [02:11.45]Can never take the time back [02:12.89]Can't ever make that smile but I thought [02:15.13]I’d never make this rhyme rap [02:16.13]So the crowd claps they don’t really care [02:19.32]All eyes are on the stage, smoke is sleeping in my hair [02:22.06]Tune up the notes, I hear nothing but the night [02:24.95]Cuz wishing does nothing but I wish hope was right [02:28.50] [02:28.95]I stood in that moment but time pulled me in forever [02:31.58]Through the shift and move of things that end too soon [02:34.02]I stood in that moment, wondering about me [02:37.71]Blank sterility, efficient in this room [02:41.15]We’re numb to reality but primed for this song [02:44.48]The notes they sway and though they move on [02:47.03]The past is always present, ready for a visit [02:50.17]Close but never near, even you can barely hear it [02:53.21] [02:53.46]If it’s connections that i look for then why am I always blinded [02:56.51]I’m chained within my apps while my profile’s always signed in [02:59.54]Blink another message and i turned off all the banners [03:02.49]See i purposefully unplugged to be here in the banter [03:05.57]The artist on my left with the monochrome on his suit [03:08.67]Every time he hopped in the booth he came across [03:11.50]Something new It would fill him with wonder [03:14.15]And remind him what this bridge is for [03:15.55]Building all alone with the street lights as an orchestra [03:18.29]I’m grateful for these places to escape out of the rain [03:21.09]It's pouring in my cubicle and my home life is the same [03:24.18]I didn’t hop inside of a plane i traveled through the music notes [03:27.81]Boarded with these verses it loosened how all the nooses choke [03:30.95]I’m finally breathing now, amidst the smoke and jazz keys [03:34.49]This makes me happy - my life it isn’t past me [03:36.83]No it’s only the beginning feel the station and arpeggios [03:39.97]Pacing through my playlists I’m facing it through my radio [03:42.97] [03:43.22]I stood in that moment but time pulled me in forever [03:46.00]Through the shift and move of things that end too soon [03:49.00]I stood in that moment, wondering about me [03:52.49]Blank sterility, efficient in this room [03:57.13]Even you can barely feel it [03:59.07]Imperfection used to be a picture too [04:03.21]Even you can barely hear it [04:05.15]The human in me don’t know what do