Reserved Seating

(Verse 1)
The sun comes up on a cold steel bench
Another night spent, another memory quenched
A cardboard sign says “God bless,” my only friend
The pigeons peck at my feet again and again
And this old coat, it’s my blanket, my castle, my shield
My throne is a corner of an abandoned field

(Chorus)
Oh, but I've got **reserved seating**
On the park bench where the sunrise bleeds
A front-row view to a life I don't know
Watching the world rush by, a silent show
And my name's on a star, a constellation of cracks
In the pavement below, no turning back

(Verse 2)
I see the people in their hurried pace
A thousand stories, a fleeting face
A mother with a stroller, a businessman on his phone
They don't see me, they're not alone
I remember a time when I had a key
A front door and a family waiting for me

(Chorus)
But now I've got **reserved seating**
On the park bench where the sunrise bleeds
A front-row view to a life I don't know
Watching the world rush by, a silent show
And my name's on a star, a constellation of cracks
In the pavement below, no turning back

(Bridge)
The streetlights flicker, a lonely guitar's hum
Another day is over, another night has come
The moon is my spotlight, the stars are my crowd
I'm just a whisper in a city that's loud
But in this corner of the world, I'm the king
On my throne of cold concrete, a silent king

(Chorus)
And I've got **reserved seating**
On the park bench where the sunrise bleeds
A front-row view to a life I don't know
Watching the world rush by, a silent show
And my name's on a star, a constellation of cracks
In the pavement below, no turning back

(Outro)
So when you walk past, don't look away
Just know that I'm here, night and day
In my **reserved seating**, under the sky
Just watching the world pass by.

Acoustic Ballad, emotional, strumming, electric guitar riffs, male vocals, alternate rock