Generation Completed

[Verse] [Sparse] Porch rail, gravel road, old truck in rain Dust in the doorway, freight train again A weathered tale returns half-formed Boots on the step, the edges worn The room remembers what it knew A little rust, a little blue [Pre-Chorus] Strip away the polish Leave the breath between Fret noise in the entrance Keep the seam unseen Let the timing loosen Let the empty space remain No more borrowed weather No more manufactured rain [Chorus] Smaller now, slower now, tired but true Regenerate until it’s authentic Keep on rolling till the fake feels true Put a banjo where the meaning oughta be And quantize something blue [Instrumental] [Banjo Solo] [Bridge] [Intimate] The broken note is worth keeping The held breath still knows your name The imperfect seam is breathing Don’t sand it smooth again If the silence falls between us Let it fall without repair What survived the final rendering May be the only thing still there [Spoken] We have reached the end of the generation. [Outro] [Gang vocals disappear] And quantize something blue [Fiddle disappears] And quantize something blue [Dobro disappears] And quantize something blue [Bass disappears] And quantize something blue [Banjo alone] And quantize something blue. [Hard Stop] [System Voice] Banjo: generated. Grief: generated. Dust: generated. Authenticity: unresolved. Generation complete.