[VERSE 1] I’ve learned, a house is more, than walls; when the world outside, won’t hold: It’s a cup, beside the sink. a blanket, when the night, turns cold. It’s knowing, where the good plates, are. who takes, sugar. who drinks tea. which dog is waiting, by the doorway. which plant, needs another drink. Balcony, mornings. Green railing. City hall across the street. Small things, don’t look, like history, ‘Til they become the things you keep. [CHORUS] Set a place, at the table. (Oh, oh, Make a little, room) Life doesn’t have to be, perfect, to hold a place, for you. Put the ordinary, back, together: food work, rest, repair. Sometimes love is simply noticing, what needs, to, be there. what needs, to be, there. To. Be. There! [VERSE 2] I’ve learned, money; turns decisions, into, strategy, and time. Freedom, isn’t, luxury. when every dollar, draws, a, line. Giggin’, with a hustle, basket. A patchwork, keepin’ somethin’, movin’. Carryin’ systems, no one noticed, makin’ order, out of proving. Hotel rooms. Hospitality. Administration. Human need. The work beneath the title, is the work that makes things breathe. [VERSE 3] I learned, to read a room, before I learned to name myself. Different wiring. Sensitive witness. A kid who noticed everybody else. Queer, before the language fit. Creative, before permission. Reading weather, in a face. before I understood, my own condition. And love? I give it depth, and details. What I need, is consistency. Because words, can say one thing. while reality, says three… [BRIDGE] There are crossroads, with no money. buses carryin’, everything you own. shame, beside relief. reunion, waiting at the other end. There are places, called home. because someone, kept returning. There are people, who misunderstand intensity, and call it instability. But complexity, isn’t confusion. Sometimes the room, is simply, larger, than the people, describing it… [CHORUS] Set a place, at the table. (Oh, oh, Make a little, room) Life doesn’t have to be, perfect, to hold a place, for you. Put the ordinary, back, together: food work, rest, repair. Sometimes love is simply noticing, what needs, to, be there. what needs, to be, there. To. Be. There! [CHORUS] Set a place, at the table. (Oh, oh) Make a little, room. Put, a kettle, on. Build a rhythm, sturdy enough, to carry, somebody… home… Care! is not, a decoration. Care. is in what, we, do. A life, becomes, inhabitable, when there’s somewhere… left. for you… [OUTRO] Tomorrow, has work, in it. Tonight, has, rest. Set the table, anyway… (anyway (anyway))) Set the table, anyway… (anyway (anyway))) Set the table, anyway… (anyway (anyway))) Set a place, At the table…
