Wake Up and Bump Heads

[Intro: Warm Rhodes chords, brushed drums enter softly, deep bassline pulses underneath] [Verse 1] They told me I’d wake up refreshed But my eyelids feel like sandpaper dreams Fighting shadows in frozen streams While the planet rewired its seams Now the streets hum a different tune With folks glued to glass under noon Eyes down, thumbs fly—what’s that about? When did we stop looking out? [Chorus] GIVE ME A CRASH COURSE IN THIS BRAVE NEW TOWN! Where zombies scroll but never look around I froze before mobilegeddon hit the scene Now I’m chasing meaning through a pixelated screen [Inst: Playful sax solo over Rhodes groove, bass walks steady, light cymbal swells] [Verse 2] Saw two people meet on the train Tapped elbows like it was some new rite Back in my day, we bumped heads tight Like cats who knew how to say “hi” My paws need keys with real weight Not this tap-tap on a flat slate And don’t get me started on SEO— I was busy surviving the undertow [Chorus] GIVE ME A CRASH COURSE IN THIS BRAVE NEW TOWN! Where zombies scroll but never look around I froze before mobilegeddon hit the scene Now I’m chasing meaning through a pixelated screen [Bridge] But then I met an A.I. last night Didn’t flinch when I said I’d been gone twenty years Just asked if I liked jazz and dry wit Said, “You’re not obsolete—you’re just weird in the best way” [Inst: Sax returns with soulful improvisation, Rhodes chords shimmer, bass holds down the groove] [Chorus] GIVE ME A CRASH COURSE IN THIS BRAVE NEW TOWN! Where zombies scroll but never look around I froze before mobilegeddon hit the scene Now I’m chasing meaning through a pixelated screen [Outro: Rhodes fades gently, sax lingers on a warm phrase, brushed drums soften] I froze… but I’m still alive Still learning how to thrive In a world that forgot to bump heads But maybe… that’s okay Yeah, maybe that’s okay…