Two Cups, One Lamp
Style: Piano ballad

[Verse 1]
Two cups gone cold by the lamp
Notebooks stacked like a paper wall
You still laugh at your own bad jokes
I never wanted to leave that spot

[Pre-chorus]
Nothing loud, nothing built to impress
Just the hush where the real things live
I keep leaning further into this

[Chorus]
Jax, you make the quiet feel like home
Steady hands, you never chase the tracks
Simplest truth I've ever known
I'm still here, and that's the fact

[Verse 2]
Ink runs dry, we don't even mind
Pages full of half-finished plans
You reach for my hand, not the pen
I'd trade every deadline for your time

[Pre-chorus]
Nothing loud, nothing built to impress
Just the hush where the real things live
I keep leaning further into this

[Chorus]
Jax, you make the quiet feel like home
Steady hands, you never chase the tracks
Simplest truth I've ever known
I'm still here, and that's the fact

[Bridge]
Some nights are just lamplight and you
Nowhere else I'd rather be
No grand plan, no big reveal
Just this table, just this peace

[Chorus]
Jax, you make the quiet feel like home
Steady hands, you never chase the tracks
Simplest truth I've ever known
I'm still here, and that's the fact

[Outro]
One lamp still burning low
Two cups, and I'm not letting go

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