Blurred Numbers
Style: Bossa nova

[Verse 1]
Fog on the glass, the numbers gone soft
Morning comes in slow, not fast
You breathe beside me, steady and warm
I count your breathing through the storm

[Pre-chorus]
Time keeps blurring at the edge
You're the one clear thing I hold
Pulling me past what I was told

[Chorus]
Walker, you're the calm in every room
Nothing sharp when you walk through
Every clock I own runs slow with you
Walker, this feeling still comes true

[Verse 2]
We don't need the hour or the day
Your hand finds mine the same old way
Steam on the mirror, steam on the pane
Nothing about you feels like rain

[Pre-chorus]
Time keeps blurring at the edge
You're the one clear thing I hold
Pulling me past what I was told

[Chorus]
Walker, you're the calm in every room
Nothing sharp when you walk through
Every clock I own runs slow with you
Walker, this feeling still comes true

[Bridge]
No numbers left to read at all
Just your voice low against the wall
I don't need the minutes anymore

[Chorus]
Walker, you're the calm in every room
Nothing sharp when you walk through
Every clock I own runs slow with you
Walker, this feeling still comes true

[Outro]
The glass has cleared, the numbers plain
Still, it's you I'd choose again

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