3 47 A M Everyone s asleep but me The room hums soft low light colder floor silence breathing between the notes There s a piano playing like it knows my secrets I sit still Not tired Just suspended Tonight I m not looking for answers I m letting the questions touch my skin How can something feel like d j vu if it never really happened Why do I crave moments that only live in my head I move a little just enough to remind myself I m real But my mind s already walking somewhere else barefoot moonlit untouchable Not lonely Just untamed There s a rhythm in me the world doesn t hear And that s exactly how I like it