[Intro] [Felt piano alone, one low chord held, wide warm room] [No drums] (no vocal, four bars of piano only) [Verse 1] [Vocal: warm baritone, close and dry, almost spoken] You put it up and you went about your day You did not ask a single soul to stop But somebody did And nobody knew it but them [Pre-Chorus] [Vocal: opening, breath audible] [Upright bass enters, soft low kick like a slow pulse] There is no bill for looking There never was So a debt got made in the dark and it went unsaid [Chorus] [Vocal: full, warm, unhurried, no shouting] [Brushed kit enters, gospel piano voicings] Struck for looking Gold for the second you got me There is no price on the face of it I could not tell you what it cost Struck for looking, struck for looking [Verse 2] [Vocal: narrative, a little more weight] A coin is how we finish and walk away even Hand it over, call it square, and we are both of us free This one will not do that This one just opens the door and leaves it wide [Bridge] [Vocal: stripped back to near speech, then rising] [Piano alone, then bass and kit return underneath] The letters on it are still running They never set, they never will Because that is exactly how it felt And a feeling has no button on a screen So I made one out of gold [Chorus] [Vocal: released, full, warm] [Full brushed kit, gospel piano, bass walking underneath] Struck for looking Gold for the second you got me There is no price on the face of it I could not tell you what it cost Struck for looking, struck for looking [Outro] [Kit and bass fall away to the single felt piano] [Vocal: quiet and close] You gave first This is only the part that came home [One last low piano chord, then room tone] [End]
