[Intro: warm Rhodes, gentle 808] [Verse 1: lilting melodic phrasing] I stitched together everything I love A little earth, a little sky above Every patch a memory I wouldn't trade Every thread a promise that I made [Pre-Chorus: rising falsetto] But in a basket by the bed Are all the colors left unread [Chorus: lush soaring harmonies] I've got a blanket warm enough for winter Every little piece belongs to me But I keep dreaming of the missing colors And all the patterns they could be [Descending vocal melody] If this is everything I need Why do those scraps keep calling me? [Break: syncopated bass, delicate arpeggios] [Bridge: intimate, sparse percussion] I couldn't sew them all in place Without undoing what I've made And maybe every lovely thing Requires leaving something incomplete [Final Hook: stacked harmonies] My life is warm, my colors bright I hold it close against the night [Outro: whispered melody] Still saving scraps For a quilt I'll never make.
