[Intro] [market crowd, steam hiss, a brass scale creaking as it swings, wordless choir high and still] [no drums] [Vendor Chant] [old man at his cart, dry and close, drums follow every syllable] Watermelon, watermelon coconut lemon banana, banana Ellery lemon [Verse 1] [quiet close croon, ragged breath] Came back to the cart holding my own side set the crate down slow scale went swinging wide [short silence] [distortion on the word Guild] Underneath the pan where the brass is thin little cold blue seal Guild pressed in the tin [Chorus] [slow sidechain breathing, choir high and still, stacked hook harmonies] The scales (it was you) every crate I weighed every coin you gave Guild money in my hand Guild light in my hold selling me the dark buying back the cold that's how the old man knows always, always knows [Verse 2] [quiet close croon, conversational] Asked him why the boy asked him why the name asked him if the Guild knew the way I came [short silence] Old man didn't answer didn't look away licked his thumb and turned the page started up the day [Bridge] [everything drops out, no drums, the old man answers only with his chant, dry and close] Watermelon, watermelon coconut lemon banana, banana Ellery lemon [silence] [Tal, barely a breath] (say again) [silence] [Chorus] [full choir high and still, sidechain breathing slow] The scales (it was you) every crate I weighed every coin you gave Guild money in my hand Guild light in my hold selling me the dark buying back the cold that's how the old man knows always, always knows [Outro] [brass scale creaking, chant fading to one word] Lemon [hard cut, no fade]
