The Even Split

[Intro – purely instrumental] [Verse 1 – intimate half-whispered delivery] One of them sits by the fireplace, One of them waits by the windowpane. Nothing is hidden or out of place, Even the sound of the autumn rain. [Verse 2 – slow melting honeyed contralto] Coffee is steaming in triple cups, Sugar is melting in three silver spoons. Neither the logic nor habit erupts, Under the pull of the shifting moons. [Chorus – luscious legato vocals with soft emotional swells] Comfort is found in the way that we lean, Nobody asks for a final decree. Nothing is jagged or narrow or mean, Living in balance is easy for me. [Verse 3 – seductive low-register murmurs] Rightly divided and perfectly shared, Two of them offer a different heat. Neither is jealous and neither is scared, Making the circle of living complete. [Bridge – enveloping warm breath] Tea on the table and wine in the glass, Heavier coats in the hall by the door. Watching the slow-moving evenings pass, Choosing to never settle the score. [Pre-Chorus – richer chest voice] One is an anchor and one is a sail, I am the ship in the middle of both. Neither is likely to flicker or fail, Bound by a quiet and unspoken oath. [Chorus Variation – brighter emotional delivery, creamy smooth timbre with soft sighs] Laughter is shared in a natural tone, Walls are not built to keep anyone out. I am not lonely and never alone, Free from the weight of a traditional doubt. [Verse 4 – calm intimate whispers, minimal groove, gentle pulsing vocal warmth, neat and orderly feel] Linens are folded in neat little stacks, Shoes in the entry are lined in a row. Nobody follows the other one's tracks, Nowhere for any resentment to grow. [Outro – rich resonant contralto, warm reverb tail] Let the world judge with a cynical eye, Searching for sins in the bread and the milk. I have a roof and a patch of the sky, Dressing my life in the softest of silk.