[Intro] [Warm] [Cold start] [solo acoustic guitar, upright bass enters late, one glockenspiel note like a coin set down, no vocal] [Verse 1] [Vocal: warm, close, conversational, dry] I saw what your hands did in the light last night And somebody should have said so and nobody had So I took a little gold and I poured the color over And I struck you a coin for the work that you did [Pre-Chorus] [Rising energy] [Breathless] Nobody gave me this job Nobody's keeping the count [Chorus] [Vocal: full, warm, hymn cadence, restrained] [brushed drums enter] The paint never set, the paint never set No price on the face, no name Money that isn't money And a thank you that can't be claimed No office ever sent it, no bank ever backed it It went out walking on its own It's still out there looking for a home And the paint never set [Verse 2] [Driving] [Forward motion] Some of it runs right off the edge of the coin And some of you I know I am never going to reach There's a list in my head that I'll never get to the end of And I pour it out anyway, one at a time [Bridge] [Stripped back] [almost spoken, then lifting] [glockenspiel alone under the voice] I was doing this a long time before I had the word for it Somebody wrote it down a hundred years ago Said a gift has a spirit in it and the spirit wants to travel And it will not sit still in your hand I did not learn it and then do it I did it and it taught me [Chorus] [Vocal: fuller, still restrained] [group backing vocals enter, warm, communal] The paint never set, the paint never set No price on the face, no name Money that isn't money And a thank you that can't be claimed No office ever sent it, no bank ever backed it It went out walking on its own It's still out there looking for a home And the paint never set [Outro] [Airy] [Final reverb tail] [Backing: group wordless warm ooohs, far back, unhurried] The paint never set [End]
