Offline

Phone’s face down in the sand. Salt on your wrist, sun on your hands. A breeze writes lines on the sea. You trace the horizon with me. Names of the days wash away. Tide takes the edges we made. No signal, no need to reply. Just open sky. Offline, we let the noise fall behind. Shoreline drawing us slower time. No headlines, only the shape of your smile. We stay a while. We stay a while. Offline, we let the noise fall behind. Shoreline drawing us slower time. No headlines, only the shape of your smile. We're out of time. We're out of time. Palm shade flickers your eyes. Light moves in stripes as it slides. Cool drink, sweat in the glass. Footprints that don’t need to last. A bird cuts a curve in the blue. Your laugh lands softer than truth. The world keeps spinning its wheel. We don’t feel. We don’t feel. Offline, we let the noise fall behind. Shoreline drawing us slower time. No headlines, only the shape of your smile. We stay a while. We stay a while. Offline, we let the noise fall behind. Shoreline drawing us slower time. No headlines, only the shape of your smile. We're out of time. We're