[Intro]
Clock ticks, a pocket sigh.
[Verse 1]
I woke to a pocket lighter than the morning air,
My last 1000 Naira note vanished somewhere there.
I comb the couch, the bag, the desk lamp's glare,
Chasing a memory around chairs that stare.
[Pre-Chorus]
Where did it wander? Who borrowed my fate?
[Chorus]
It’s just a bill, tucked in a page's crease,
A bookmark for a forgetful friend, a playful tease.
I chase the memory through the living-room light,
Till the thousand comes home and makes it right.
[Verse 2]
Then you confess with a grin, "I used it as a bookmark, you see,"
Between the pages where your stories drift and flee.
Forgetful you, you laughed at the runaway note,
Now I’m sprinting ‘round the house with a hopeful coat.
[Chorus]
The chase is on, this page-bound runaway,
A thousand laughs guiding us through the day.
I hunt the margins, I hunt the shelves,
Till the note returns to me, and light dwells.
[Bridge]
Check the coat pockets, the bag, and the kitchen counter,
This little caper turns a loss to a dance we’ll remember.
[Chorus]
We found the page corner where promises hide,
The note’s not gone—it's simply by your side.
I take a breath, the chase fades to a grin,
The thousand’s home, let the memory sink in.
[Outro]
If it returns, great; if not, we’ll spin the tale again.
