Walking Through Life

[Verse 1]
I remember
Walking through life in slow shoes
Hands in my pockets
Watching buses pass like moods
Sidewalk stories
Names I never really knew
I was half there
Still the days somehow grew
[Chorus]
Walking through life
I keep drifting
Every little step feels new
I miss the world that kept on shifting
While I just stared at the view
Walking through life
Heart still listening
To every quiet
Crooked truth
I miss the world
But I keep drifting
One more day to stumble through
[Verse 2]
Time flies by so
Rushing like a late train
Coffee on my shirt sleeve
Laughing just to stay sane
Crowded mornings
Empty evenings in my room
All this space now
But I still feel out of tune
[Chorus]
Walking through life
I keep drifting
Every little step feels new
I miss the world that kept on shifting
While I just stared at the view
Walking through life
Heart still listening
To every quiet
Crooked truth
I miss the world
But I keep drifting
One more day to stumble through
[Bridge]
Maybe tomorrow
I’ll call a friend I barely know (hey)
Talk about nothing
Till the sky turns indigo
[Chorus]
Walking through life
I keep drifting
Every little step feels new
I miss the world that kept on shifting
While I just stared at the view
Walking through life
Heart still listening
To every quiet
Crooked truth
I miss the world
But I keep drifting
One more day to stumble through (yeah)

funk, Laid-back groove-jazz ballad, male vocals. Warm upright bass and brushed drums under a lazy electric piano; clean jazz guitar answers vocal phrases. Verses stay intimate and conversational, chorus swells with soft horn pads and stacked backing vocals. Subtle ride cymbal lift into the last hook, fade on a mellow guitar lick., jazzy, world, experimental