Morning smoke

filter glow

breath hangs low in the quiet

Coffee on my tongue

cold on my hands

world still half-asleep around it

Red car rolls

slow through the lot

dark plates like a secret spoken

Thought you’d go

then you swing back

circle tight like a word unbroken

Why’d that red car turn around for me?

Idle eyes in the rearview, I can feel ’em bleed

In a parking lot prayer between sky and concrete

I’m just breathing in the peace

while the world looks back at me

(looks back at me)

Ash falls down

tiny comet

burns out on a cracked white line

You don’t wave

you don’t park

just trace my shape, then slide on by

Is it danger

is it nothing

just a moment I’ll replay?

Your taillights fade

but that feeling stays

like you took something away

Why’d that red car turn around for me?

Idle eyes in the rearview, I can feel ’em bleed

In a parking lot prayer between sky and concrete

I’m just breathing in the peace

while the world looks back at me

(looks back at me)

Maybe I’m just tired

seeing patterns in the dark

But my heart kept count of seconds

like it knew you, knew your heart

Why’d that red car turn around for me?

Was it you, was it fate, was it curiosity?

In this quiet little corner of eternity

I’m just breathing in the peace

while the world looks back at me

(looks back at me)