[Intro – soft electric guitar picking, distant piano, slow] Well its Friday Thank God it’s Friday Where’s my coffee Need my coffee Can’t seem to open my eyes Get going Gotta get going It’s far ahead Gotta take that drive To your resting place ⸻ [Verse 1 – low male vocal, intimate, sparse guitar] Your alone there All alone there And I’m sorry I can’t stay But I cleaned. And planted flowers Pulled all the weeds away. ⸻ [Verse 2 – add light guitar swell, still restrained] The drive is long and I’ve gotta get going But there was something I wanted to say But I can’t remember Too choked up now ⸻ [Break – strip back, almost bare, let silence sit] So sat in silence Among the headstones Such loud silence Sat in silence Cross the way Could hear children playing Hear their laughter Brought back memories ⸻ [Verse 3 – emotional lift, guitar builds slightly] Think I feel you Touch my shoulder Swear I feel you Don’t even look Cause no one’s there Probably imagination play ⸻ [Bridge – electric guitar grows, tension builds] But then I see him Vigil keeper See his dark wings Hear him calling As a crow Lands cross the way Is this a message? Are you near? ⸻ [Climax – fullest sound, emotional peak, strong but controlled] Feel the pressure That familiar pressure A hollow ache Humming against my ribs Throat feels tight Hard to swallow Hard to breath ⸻ [Outro – pull everything back, soft guitar, fading] Crow flies away Gotta go now Well its Friday Thank God it’s Friday Coffees ccoldd
