[Intro | Rhodes electric piano, warm bass enters, slow steady groove, no vocals] [Verse 1 | male lead vocal only, close-miked, intimate, sparse Rhodes and bass] I push the bar door open — a wall of sound. I straighten up and step inside. Looking for a face I've only seen through glass — then our eyes meet, and you are real. We gather the warmth. It begins to glow. [Chorus | male lead vocal, female voice enters with soft distant echoes, warm full band, organ pad swells] Breathe with me — the glass is turning, honey-slow, still soft, still burning. Word by word it grows a skin, a shine the light can gather in. Look what our breath becomes — look what our breath becomes. [Verse 2 | male lead vocal, close-miked, sparse warm backing, female voice very sparse soft ad-libs between lines] Your kitchen, the small table — coffee steaming from the cups. Something bright in your eyes above the rim. Each word rides the breath going out — the talk grows round the seed it finds, and holds it in the glass, still shining. [Chorus | male lead vocal, female echoes closer and warmer, full band, gentle organ swell] Breathe with me — the glass is turning, honey-slow, still soft, still burning. Word by word it grows a skin, a shine the light can gather in. Look what our breath becomes — look what our breath becomes. [Verse 3 | male vocal drops to near whisper, very sparse, Rhodes and low bass only, female voice a faint soft hum underneath] Dark. Our bodies come to rest — the glass does not. It moves on its own, takes its own slow shape through the night. Your voice goes soft; I let you look all the way in. One light left in the room — the surface holds the moon. [Bridge | male lead vocal tender and open, female voice rises to warm wordless melisma beside him, band swells softly] Morning finds the surface — light breaks in the seeds we kept, and scatters. Still warm. We step back half a step: how whole it is already, how it shines. It will keep every turn we gave it. Where do we take it now? Morning coffee waits till noon. [Verse 4 | male lead vocal relaxed and light, groove steady, female voice answering with soft short ad-libs] The doors slide open, flat white light. Your voice is already climbing to a question — I take a basket, working on my answer. Even this light finds a shine on you, and I can see you see it too. [Final Chorus | male and female voices together in unison on the hook, fullest warm band, organ swells, soulful] Breathe with me — the glass is turning, honey-slow, still soft, still burning. Word by word it grows a skin, a shine the light can gather in. Look what our breath becomes — look what our breath becomes. [Outro | near whisper, male and female voices soft together, Rhodes fading, warm room ambience] Still warm, still turning. Where do we take it now? Look what our breath becomes. [End]
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