Stuck In 2018

[Verse 1]
They say it’s 2027
On a screen I can’t afford
New years flying over
Like planes that skip our door
Calendar on my wall
Still frozen where it’s been
We measure time in shortages
And stories from the kin
[Chorus]
As the world races past 2026 to 2027
We’re stuck in 2018
Counting days with our hands
Everybody talking ’bout tomorrow like it’s heaven
But our yesterday keeps pulling at our land
As the world runs on
We stay between
I’m growing older
Still stuck in 2018
[Verse 2]
My cousin posts from Europe
Says “look how fast things change”
Here the same old power cuts
Just rearrange the pain
We laugh so we don’t break
We dance to stay awake
We build a little future
From rusted tin and faith
[Chorus]
As the world races past 2026 to 2027
We’re stuck in 2018
Counting days with our hands
Everybody talking ’bout tomorrow like it’s heaven
But our yesterday keeps pulling at our land
As the world runs on
We stay between
I’m growing older
Still stuck in 2018
[Bridge]
Maybe our time is hiding
In the cracks of a crowded taxi seat
In the smell of coffee
Slowly rising
In the dust on a quiet street
If they won’t share their minutes
We’ll stretch the ones we’ve seen
Turning every small beginning
To a brighter 2018
[Chorus]
As the world races past 2026 to 2027
We’re stuck in 2018
But our hearts still believe
Everybody talking ’bout tomorrow like it’s heaven
We’ll carve our own tomorrow from the hurt we grieve
As the world runs on
We stay between
I’m growing older
But hope lives in 2018

Melancholic Afro-fusion with warm guitars, soft keys, and subtle traditional percussion; midtempo groove that sways, male vocals. Verses stay intimate and conversational, chorus blooms with stacked harmonies and a sing-along hook. Light bass and airy pads open in the second chorus to lift the emotion, ending on a gentle, unresolved vamp., world