Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Midnight coffee Cold as code Pieces waiting Black and gold Her portrait Crooked on the wall Blue chalk lines Where I wrote it all Every opening I hear her say "Think three moves Past today" Knights on glass Start to blur and bend I stall the clock And hit reset again (uh) [Chorus] Madam Herta Keep my hands steady I'm slipping But my castle stands If I follow Every rule you left me Maybe I outlive The year’s demands I move like you Till the board runs clear Madam Herta Don't let me disappear [Verse 2] Index cards With her tired notes Marginalia Crowding quotes I mouth her lines Like a prayer in code Tiny script On a ticking road Bishop angles Cut across my breath Queen-side pressure Whispers death If I blunder now Do I lose the game Or the last Little line of my name (oh) [Chorus] Madam Herta Keep my hands steady I'm slipping But my castle stands If I follow Every rule you left me Maybe I outlive The year’s demands I move like you Till the board runs clear Madam Herta Don't let me disappear [Bridge] Clock hands swing Like a featherweight fist I count each click So I know I exist If I can calculate I can stay right here One more endgame Through another year [Chorus] Madam Herta Keep my hands steady I'm slipping But my castle stands If I follow Every rule you left me Maybe I outlive The year’s demands I move like you Till the dark turns sheer Madam Herta Don’t let me disappear
Tags
funk, Smoky jazz-hop groove with brushed drums, upright bass walking lazily, and chopped lo-fi piano loops. Male vocals half-sung, half-spoken in a swung pocket; horns stab on the chorus with a touch of funk guitar comping. Tape-warped textures and distant room reverb build a late-night spiral, then pull in tight for the final hook, riding a hypnotic vamp to the outro., jazz, lo-fi, swing
Duration
2:46
Instrumental
No
Created
2/6/2026