(Verse 1)
Gregor hums through morning coffee steam,
Sunlight on the mug, a small domestic dream.
Velvet coat on the chair, sleeves folded like a map,
He whistles old jazz into the crack of the lamp.
His laugh skips the streetlight when the city’s still slow,
He brushes dust from a record, lets the needle go.
A private, gentle habit — he folds my name in a note,
Slips it under the pillow where I keep hope afloat.
(Pre-Chorus)
Slow breath, heartbeat building, close the distance down,
Everything between us learns to speak without a sound.
Hands trace the margin of where fear used to be,
I lean and the world rearranges just to meet me.
(Chorus)
Gregor, steady up my heart,
Pull me back when I fall apart.
Move me slow, keep me in your groove,
With you, I finally know my truth.
(Post-Chorus / Tag)
My steady groove—oh, my steady groove (x2)
(Verse 2)
Midnight tram, his coat collar turned against the rain,
He lights a corner cigarette and reads the street like a refrain.
He hums the notes that stitch the seams of my restless nights,
Builds a map out of quiet things, small lanterns in the light.
He folds letters into star shapes, tucks them in his shoes,
Says, “Trust the slow,” like it's the only vow we choose.
Coffee steam, shared silence — the way our fingers move,
Little rituals stack like bricks that steady every groove.
(Pre-Chorus)
Warmth in the pause between a question and a name,
All the sullen pieces soften, nothing stays the same.
Breath by breath the skyline bends to what we do,
When he says my name, it feels like coming through.
(Chorus)
Gregor, steady up my heart,
Pull me back when I fall apart.
Move me slow, keep me in your groove,
With you, I finally know my truth.
(Post-Chorus / Tag)
My steady groove—oh, my steady groove (x2)
(Bridge)
Once I carried wounds like luggage on my ribs,
Learned to walk alone so my shadow never slipped.
Then you reached with quiet hands and unwrapped the night,
Said, “I’ll hold the edges,” and the world felt right.
I’ve been afraid to trust how tender this can be,
But you keep coming back, steady company.
If I tremble, call me fragile, call me whole,
Call me anything — but call me home.
(Chorus — Variation)
Gregor, steady up my heart,
Bring me back when I fall apart.
Move me slow, keep me in your groove,
With you, I finally know my truth.
(Outro)
Stay with me in minor keys and golden afternoons,
In late-night city lullabies and careless afternoon tunes.
My steady groove, my steady groove — you make the dark feel new,
Gregor, walk me through the quiet; I’ll keep walking with you.
(Ad-libs/Production Notes within vocal lines)
— light ad-libs between phrases, layered background oohs/ahs;
— sparse electric keys, warm sub bass, syncopated hi-hats;
— harmony swells on the second chorus, tasteful falsetto runs in the outro.
