[Intro] (a luminous nyckelharpa and hardanger fiddle drone shimmer over harmonium and nylon guitar, glockenspiel glinting, warm Rhodes, upright bass, spacious and bittersweet, spring reverb) [Verse 1] (gentle brushed drums and upright bass under a warm vocal, nyckelharpa ringing, tape saturation) Looked around the table Sunday, everybody laughing loud And it hit me like a quiet bell, we're all just passing crowd My mother's getting older, my kid's near grown and gone Every face I love the most is a light that don't stay on [Pre-Chorus] (hardanger fiddle and pedal steel rising, harmonium swelling) And it should've made me frightened, but it did the other thing Made the ordinary Sunday start to shimmer and to ring [Chorus] (close harmonies and fiddle bloom warm and aching, glockenspiel shining, luminous) 'Cause everybody here is temporary, everybody's passing through Every hand I get to hold is a borrowed afternoon So I'm looking at you harder, memorizing how you laugh 'Cause nobody gets to keep this, and that's exactly why it's precious Everybody here is passing through [Verse 2] (back to the warm folk groove, nyckelharpa and nylon guitar trading, harmonium underneath) Used to treat the days like furniture, like they'd always just be there Same faces at the breakfast, same weight in the same chair But nothing's nailed down, darling, and the guest list always turns So I quit believing in forever, and I love it while it burns [Pre-Chorus] (fiddle and pedal steel climbing, the ache building) It's not a sad thing, it's a wake-up, it's a hand around your face Saying "look at this, look right at this, you don't get to save the place" [Chorus] (fuller, harmonies and fiddle wide) 'Cause everybody here is temporary, everybody's passing through Every hand I get to hold is a borrowed afternoon So I'm looking at you harder, memorizing how you laugh 'Cause nobody gets to keep this, and that's exactly why it's precious Everybody here is passing through [Bridge] (drops to nylon guitar and hushed vocal and soft harmonium, tender, then a slow luminous build) And I'm temporary too, love, I'm a season, I'm a guest Just a warm and passing weather moving through somebody's chest So while we're here together, while the light is on us both Let me be a good and gentle stop on your way to wherever you go [Instrumental solo] (a soaring nyckelharpa-and-hardanger-fiddle solo trading luminous lines with pedal steel over the brushed groove, harmonium and glockenspiel swelling, building) [Final Chorus] (biggest lift, close harmonies and fiddle blazing warm, aching and full) 'Cause everybody here is temporary, everybody's passing through And it doesn't make it less, it makes it burn a deeper blue So I'm holding it wide open, not with fear but with the ache Of somebody who knows exactly what a gift he gets to take Everybody here is passing through [Outro] (the nyckelharpa and fiddle return to the shimmering intro drone, harmonium and glockenspiel fading, nylon guitar settling, spring reverb trailing off)
