Balcony Hour

The mug went cold an hour ago I haven't moved, I haven't minded The city hums its lullaby A frequency for the soft-hearted and the tired This is the hour That belongs to no one Balcony, bare feet The whole world undone Somebody's kitchen light across the way Another life still keeping its own time I wonder if they're standing at their window too Finding the same peace in the same night This is the hour That belongs to no one Balcony, bare feet The whole world undone You don't need a reason To watch the dark Some of the best conversations Are the ones you have with the stars This is the hour Bare feet Undone