[Intro: dripping water foley, sprinkler tick, felt piano low note, cold pad] [Verse 1: Female Whisper Lead, close-mic] Glass all fogged Your breath still in the air One glove in the dirt One glove not there Orchids under single light Pink in the dark Door left open Cold eating the heart [Pre-Chorus: Harmony Layer, wide stereo] You left it humming... [Chorus: Lead + layered whispers, deep sub-bass drop] Sprinkler still ticking Soil still warm Grow light humming low In the cold storm Humidity rising From your skin to the glass You ran like something called you Through the orchid grass [Post-Chorus: ethereal vocal chops, distant cello] Warm - cold - tick - drip [Verse 2: Lead, breathier] Fingerprints on the glass Where you touched to see Pruner open on the bench Next to cold tea Water on the table Beading on your neck Footprint in the wet soil Still fresh, still wet [Bridge: Whisper trade with herself, silence as instrument] Did you feel it? [harmony] Cold came in. Do I close it? [harmony] Let it breathe. We leave everything exactly how you left it [Final Chorus: Stripped, piano + sub pulse + dripping] Glass all fogged One glove in the dirt You didn't even close the door You let the cold do the work [Outro: long piano decay, sprinkler tick fades, door creaking in wind]
