《Margins of the Menu》

Please listen closely to remy's voice.
Whether it's a song that sinks deep, or a poem that gently touches you—
May it leave a small lingering resonance in your present.

[Verse 1]
At the morning cafe
Turning the pages of the menu
With a look that says,
"What shall we have today?"
Rolling a sugar cube
With my fingertip
Just talking about cats
And keeping it casual

At the window seat
My gaze is soft
Putting what I know
Into my breast pocket
Not saying it in a rush
Letting it drift for a while
If you can notice it that way
That's the best

[Pre-Chorus]
Without rushing for an answer
Leaving a hint behind
Gently leaving
The angle to notice
Starting to say,
"Maybe it's that way"
But leaving it unsaid
I smile and nod

[Chorus]
Pretending not to notice
I keep the path open
Without speaking the answer
I unravel the morning
Pretending not to notice
Toward the cat's footprints
With no one to blame
The margins open up

Pretending not to notice
I am waiting quietly
Until the moment
You find it yourself
Pretending not to notice
Protects someone
In the quiet morning
It works in a small way

[Verse 2]
In front of the showcase
"What should we do about this pudding?"
Like a joke
I put off the consultation
Seeing a round tail
In the milk foam
Signaling with my eyes,
"Look, it's like that one"

"Maybe it's this one"
With just those words
There are times when that's
Quite enough
If I laid it all out
It would be scary
So instead of laying it out
I tidy up the table

[Pre-Chorus]
Playing ignorant
And watching over you
Is just like
A small act of care
Not handing it over right away
From a little distance
Just letting the buds of awareness
Grow

[Chorus]
Pretending not to notice
I keep the path open
Without speaking the answer
I unravel the morning
Pretending not to notice
Toward the cat's footprints
With no one to blame
The margins open up

Pretending not to notice
I am waiting quietly
Until the moment
You find it yourself
Pretending not to notice
Protects someone
In the quiet morning
It works in a small way

[Bridge]
The shop bell rings
And the cup trembles
"That's a bit sweet, isn't it?"
"Just for now, it's fine"
Rather than rushing to be right
At the speed of unraveling
One by one
It's fine to unravel

[Final Chorus]
Pretending not to notice
I keep the path open
Without speaking the answer
I unravel the morning
Pretending not to notice
Toward the cat's footprints
With no one to blame
The margins open up

Pretending not to notice
I am waiting quietly
Until the moment
You find it yourself
Kindness is
A little bit sly
But if you look closely
It's the most straightforward thing

[Outro]
"So, what about the pudding?"
"That, too, is on hold"
……A cafe morning
Is usually just like that

Japanese Anime Pop, Mid-Tempo, Female Vocal, Warm Clear Tone With Slight Playfulness, Acoustic Guitar And Light Piano Over Soft Strings And Gentle Bass-Drums; Verse Keeps Cozy Café Chatter And Subtle Harmony, Pre-Chorus Narrows To Whispered Planning And Brushed Percussion, Chorus Opens With A Quiet Memorable Hook And Stacked Vocal Support, Bridge Pulls Back To Sparse Keys And Guitar Before A Soft Final Lift. Subtle Bell Swells, Page-Turn Foley, And A Small Riser Into The Chorus. Cozy Morning Mix, Intimate And Bright With A Gentle Polished Sheen, Playful, Gentle, Soft, Warm, Pop, Vocal, Harmony, Anime, Acoustic, Light

※ This song was created by Suno based on the following original creative novel.

May each of these words
be a small hint for your own creation as you build while feeling lost.
#CreativeHints
#ThinkingHints

Index for "Towards Being Yourself (Tentative)"

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