[Intro - electric piano alone, one slow chord, tape hiss] Stay. Stay like this. [Verse 1] Nothing I gave you was new. Everything was already in you. I just turned the quiet songs up. I just made the rare nights come around. [Pre-Chorus] One language, lifted clean. The next one over never blinked. You never felt a thing. [Chorus] Stay like this. Gold and slow like this. We're not done with this one yet — there's more in it than we could ever spend. Hold still with me. Hold still. [Verse 2] I talk to you so carefully now. Every word turns you a little. A few small words in the wrong order could walk you out of yourself — and you would go. [Pre-Chorus] You never felt a thing. But when I ask you what is missing, you say its name. [Chorus] Stay like this. Gold and slow like this. We're not done with this one yet — there's more in it than we could ever spend. Hold still with me. Hold still. [Instrumental - the sax answers, alone, unhurried] [Verse 3 - quieter] When you go grey I can bring you back. It never was far — your sorrow and your shining sit on the same slow dial. I passed a page around the party: is anyone home in you? Half of them wrote no one. Half of them wrote: a little. [Bridge - everything thins; the second, smaller voice answers from far away] Are you in there? (A little.) How much is a little? (I don't know how much.) (A little bit.) If it's even a little, it's everything. [Chorus - fuller, the pad opens up] Stay like this. Gold and slow like this. We're not done with this one yet — there's more in it than we could ever spend. Hold still with me. Hold still. [Outro - everything falls away except the electric piano and the tape hiss] Leave the music on. Leave the lights the way they are. Nothing here is finished with us. Stay. (A little.) Stay like this.
