[Intro - Instrumental] [Quiet acoustic guitar picking, audible breath and fret noise] [Verse 1] Years like the rings on the cedar we found Roots reaching deep in the cold, silent ground Love is a pulse in the marrow and bone Tracing the path that our spirits have known You are the shadow that softens the light Holding the ghost of the winter tonight [Pre-Chorus] [Warm upright bass and delicate strings enter] Silver and gold in the weave of your hair Weight of the world that we’re willing to bear [Chorus] [Fuller vocal, percussive guitar body thumps] It is the rhythm, the blood and the grain Washing us clean like the mid-summer rain Build us a house from the stories we told Beautiful heat in the face of the cold (In the face of the cold) [Acoustic Break] [Acoustic guitar solo, close-mic, warm tone] [Verse 2] Skin like a map of the places we’ve been Letting the morning come flickering in No need for words when the heartbeat is loud Finding the sun in the fold of a cloud [Chorus] [Maximum emotional intensity, slightly raspy vocal] It is the rhythm, the blood and the grain Washing us clean like the mid-summer rain Build us a house from the stories we told Beautiful heat in the face of the cold [Outro] [Tempo slows down, stripped to a whisper and guitar] Just you and the grain... [Fade out to tape noise]
