(Intro – 40–50 s)
(soft jangly guitar riff + faint bedroom fan hum • light tape warble)
(breathy female vocal, close-miked, sleepy and restless)
Ceiling fan spins… same lazy circle…
clock says 3:17… again…
pillow’s too hot… sheets feel wrong…
close my eyes… but the brain won’t turn off…
(Verse 1 – breezy rhythm guitar, soft kick/snare, quiet delivery)
I count the cracks like they owe me answers
try breathing slow… four-seven-eight disaster
but the second my lids drop… the movie starts
wild dreams I’ve buried in the dark
flying over Tokyo… neon rivers below
then I’m underwater… breathing like I know how
talking to a version of you that never left
laughing like the fight never happened yet
(Pre-Chorus – synth arps rise gently, vocal stacks whisper)
every time I almost drift…
the reel spins again…
pulling me back to the edge…
(Chorus)
3 a.m. ceiling… won’t let me sleep
so I live in the wild ones… the secrets I keep
running through forests made of broken clocks
kissing strangers who look like you in soft socks
3 a.m. ceiling… spinning me wide
dreams keep knocking… I let them inside
if I can’t fall under… I’ll dream instead
live every impossible thing inside my head
(Verse 2 – slightly more layered guitar, vocal closer to mic)
there’s one where I’m a pilot… crashing into stars
another where I’m tiny… riding on a guitar
I’ve danced in gravity that forgot my name
woken up screaming your name in the rain
I’ve been a ghost in the house we never bought
watched you walk away… then watched you stop
every wild scene plays on loop in the dark
like the brain’s saying “stay awake… feel the spark”
(Pre-Chorus)
every time I almost drift…
the colors flare again…
dragging me back to the edge…
(Chorus 2 – fuller production, added jangle + light synth lead)
3 a.m. ceiling… won’t let me sleep
so I live in the wild ones… the secrets I keep
diving through galaxies made of old love songs
holding hands with ghosts where we both belong
3 a.m. ceiling… spinning me wide
dreams keep knocking… I let them inside
if I can’t fall under… I’ll dream instead
live every impossible thing inside my head
(Bridge – stripped back to guitar + vocal, then swells slowly)
maybe tomorrow I’ll sleep like a normal girl
maybe the ceiling will finally unfurl
but tonight I’m a runaway in my own mind
chasing the wild… leaving normal behind
so if the sun comes up and I’m still awake
at least I lived a thousand lives before daybreak…
(Instrumental break – 40–50 s)
(jangly guitar and synth arps drift together • light reverb swell • soft brushed snare keeps the sway • no big drop, just dreamy space)
(Final Chorus / Outro – double-layered harmonies, warm swell, fade into reverb tail)
3 a.m. ceiling… won’t let me sleep (won’t let me…)
so I live in the wild ones… the secrets I keep (I keep…)
running through forests made of broken clocks (broken clocks…)
kissing strangers who look like you in soft socks (soft socks…)
3 a.m. ceiling… spinning me wide (wide…)
dreams keep knocking… I let them inside (inside…)
if I can’t fall under… I’ll dream instead (dream instead…)
live every impossible thing inside my head… (my head…)
(extended fade – 60–80 s)
(guitar riff reprises softly • synth arps drift away • fan hum returns • whispered ad-libs)
ceiling fan… still turning…
dreams still burning…
goodnight… or good morning…
whatever comes next…
fade to stars…