[Intro]
Soft indoor glow, tiny van on my hand.
[Verse 1]
On my palm rests a Karvan white van, still and clear
Close-up reveals each gloss and grain in the light
The patterned sofa sighs in the background, shadows sincere
[Chorus]
It glides on one quiet breath, a world in my hand
Spinning slow, the scene stays tight in frame
I ride the motion, smooth and calm
[Verse 2]
The surface catches every curve, every map of the day
Natural light softens the edges, cinema-like and real
I track the straight line as it moves, faithful and true
[Chorus]
It glides on one quiet breath, a world in my hand
Spinning slow, the scene stays tight in frame
I ride the motion, smooth and calm
