[Intro - Whispered Female Vocal, Sparse, Distant] Another hour folds itself away The ceiling keeps the world outside Something warm beneath the sheets Makes every reason lose its shape [Verse 1 - Low Female Vocal, Restrained Groove] The curtains never learned the sun The floor forgot the weight of feet Letters gather by the door Still unopened, still complete Tomorrow waits behind a wall It can wait a little more Every promise left untouched Looks prettier than before [Pre-Chorus - Soft Rise, Layered Vocal] There is nothing you must finish Nothing waiting to be won Let the minutes lose their meaning One by one One by one [Chorus - Heavy Half-Time, Wide Vocal Layers] Stay where the room is warm Where every hour turns soft Let all the unfinished days Fall quietly away No mountain needs your name No sky requires your wings The world can keep on moving Without taking you with it [Post-Chorus - Short Chip-Tone Motif, Whisper] Not yet Not now Maybe later [Verse 2 - Minimal Beat, Close Vocal] Dust has settled on the clock Like winter sleeping on the hands Plans are fading at the edges No one asks where they have gone There was something you desired I can almost see its shape But desire grows so heavy When you carry it awake [Pre-Chorus - Gradual Mechanical Build] Every step creates another Every door reveals a hall Leave them closed and nothing changes Nothing rises Nothing falls [Chorus - Heavier, More Layered] Stay where the room is warm Where every hour turns soft Let all the unfinished days Fall quietly away No mountain needs your name No sky requires your wings The world can keep on moving Without taking you with it [Bridge - Beat Drops Out, Intimate Whisper] What if tomorrow never opens? What if the page stays white? What if the answer was never worth the question? The bed remembers your shape better than the road ever could And somewhere beyond the curtains everyone is still running Let them [Instrumental Break - 8-Bit Motif Over Heavy Half-Time Rhythm] [Final Chorus - Full Arrangement, Calm but Overwhelming] Stay where the room is warm Let every hour dissolve Names, promises, destinations None of them belong in here No mountain needs your name No sky requires your wings The world can keep on moving While you sink beneath its reach SLOTH [Outro - Instruments Gradually Power Down] Another hour folds itself away Maybe later Maybe later
