[Verse] Morning drips through windowpanes, silver lines on glass, Vinyl spins a scratched-out song, from a time long past. Steam curls up like whispered words, from my favorite cup, In this quiet little world, Iâm just waking up. [Pre-Chorus] Raindrops tap a slow tattoo, like a jazzy tune, Playing softly in the mood, of a cloudy afternoon. [Chorus] Coffee and records, dancing in the rain, Notes of blue and bittersweet, wash away the pain. Coffee and records, spinning âround my head, In this gentle storm of sound, Iâm alright, Iâm led. [Verse] Shadows stretch across the floor, swaying like a dance, Every crackle, every hum, pulls me in a trance. Velvet edges on my voice, soft as raindropâs kiss, Finding beauty in the still, and the quiet bliss. [Pre-Chorus] Raindrops tap a slow tattoo, like a jazzy tune, Playing softly in the mood, of a cloudy afternoon. [Chorus] Coffee and records, dancing in the rain, Notes of blue and bittersweet, wash away the pain. Coffee and records, spinning âround my head, In this gentle storm of sound, Iâm alright, Iâm led. [Bridge] In the hum, in the hush, there's a story that I trust, Every drop that falls outside, paints the rhythm in my mind. Velvet voice and vintage grooves, wrapped in dreamy moves, Lost between the black and white, and the morningâs quiet light. [Chorus] Coffee and records, dancing in the rain, Notes of blue and bittersweet, wash away the pain. Coffee and records, spinning âround my head, In this gentle storm of sound, Iâm alright, Iâm led. [Outro] Sip the dark, feel the beat, let the morning keep, Coffee and records play me softly into sleep.