[Intro] [Atmospheric] [Cold start] [single struck tubular bell, long decay, no vocal] [Verse 1] [Vocal: warm, low, close and dry, unhurried] Somebody stopped at the door of your color Longer than looking, longer than kind Nothing was owed here and nothing was traded Somebody went out and had it designed [Pre-Chorus] [Rising energy] [Rhodes enters, sustained] And the color was still running when the fire came down And the fire did not stop it, it just held it around [Chorus] [Vocal: full, restrained, aching] Minted while wet, minted while wet The gold came around it before it could dry No ledger, no market, no buyer, no bid Minted while wet and it holds what you gave [Verse 2] [Driving] [Forward motion] [bass enters] You worked in the hours that nobody counted Nobody clocked you, nobody knew You called it a calling, you never called it labor The world took the picture and walked on through [Bridge] [Stripped back] [almost spoken, then lifting] Dream is the word they will hand you for free Design is the part that will cost you the years Inspire is the promise they stamped on the front of it And the back of the metal is nobody hears [Chorus] [Vocal: fuller, still restrained, choir enters low behind] Minted while wet, minted while wet The gold came around it before it could dry No ledger, no market, no buyer, no bid Minted while wet and it holds what you gave [Outro] [Airy] [Final bell, long reverb tail] [Backing: distant wordless choir, far back and low] Minted while wet [End]
