Zabej & Lirka
Lirka
Hey, have you ever noticed how the moon’s phases could be the perfect rhythm for a lazy afternoon? I sketch a lyric for each crescent, and my guitar just hums along—maybe it could make your open tab feel a little less… open.
Zabej
Sounds chill, I’ll just lay out my coffee and watch the moon do its thing, no hard gigs, just vibes.
Lirka
Coffee's steam curls like a lazy cat, watching the moon’s shy grin… I’ll jot a line about that glow, maybe it’ll tickle your thoughts. Let the night hum, no rush, just a gentle tide of vibes.
Zabej
Nice, I’ll just chill here, let the steam do its thing and see where the song takes us. No deadlines, just the hum.
Lirka
Steam spirals like verses, you know? I’ll wait for the song to spill out, maybe a line about a wandering cat in a library moonlight. Let the hum do its slow dance.
Zabej
Sounds like a plan, I’ll just sit back and let the cat roam.