next months a memory

Verse]

Dust on the groove, time skips in the needle

Mind sharp, every bar a cathedral

So ahead, my shadow’s in next year’s sequel

Past ain't caught me yet, my steps illegal

Cityscape blues, sax in the wind

Streetlights blink Morse, codes for my sins

Concrete jungle got vines of ambition

Swing through the cracks, duck the system's suspicion

[Chorus]

So ahead of the game, next month's a memory

Pages flipped already, past chasing endlessly

Living in the future, my clock don't tick

The present a ghost, time playing tricks

[Verse 2]

Jazz loops whisper, horns kiss the skyline

Thoughts hit harder than a heavyweight’s prime

Pen bleeds ink, veins of the divine

This life a canvas, my words outline

Train screeches echo through the late-night haze

Graffiti on the walls, my unspoken phrase

Lost in the tempo, dust coats the days

Chasing tomorrow, the future ablaze

[Chorus]

So ahead of the game, next month's a memory

Spirits in the wax, spinning through infinity

Living in the future, my clock don't tick

The present a ghost, time playing tricks