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[Verse 1]
He liked early mornings
Coffee in a chipped blue cup
Socks that never matched
But he never once complained
You kept chasing louder
Golden rooms and higher floors
Every win felt smaller
Than the next you had to claim
[Chorus]
He was pointing at something quieter
You were staring at a brighter sign
You called it settling for a smaller life
He called it finally feeling fine
Being easy in your own existence
Takes a different kind of drive
He was pointing at something quieter
You were busy trying to qualify
[Verse 2]
He knew every neighbor
Called the florist by her name
Took the long way home
Just to see the river change
You kept counting numbers
Adding up what you were worth
Scrolling through a thousand faces
All reflecting your unease
[Chorus]
He was pointing at something quieter
You were staring at a brighter sign
You called it settling for a smaller life
He called it finally feeling fine
Being easy in your own existence
Is a different way to shine
He was pointing at something quieter
You mistook it for a smaller life
[Bridge]
What if enough
Is already here?
What if the win
Is losing the fear? (oh)
What if the space
You’re scared of inside
Is where you could learn
To finally arrive?
[Chorus]
He was pointing at something quieter
You were staring at a brighter sign
You called it settling for a smaller life
He called it finally feeling fine
Being easy in your own existence
No applause
Just open sky
He was pointing at something quieter
You blink once
And then you realize
Details
GeneratedMar 29, 2026
Duration3:54
LanguageEnglish
Style
funk, Slinky acid-jazz groove with brushed drums, round upright bass, and swirly Rhodes chords; female vocals laid back and close to the mic. Verses cool and conversational over tight guitar chops, chorus widens with stacked harmonies and airy horns. Bridge leans into a woozy, psychedelic keys solo before a soft, confident final hook., jazz, acid jazz
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Prompt by
Batman
BatmanModelAria v5
Prompt
funk, jazz, acid jazz, female envision or settling for a diminished life, he was pointing at something quieter. The ability to be at ease in your own existence
