[Voice: Clear Emotional Tenor | Restrained Then Breaking | No Rasp | No Grit] [Intro] (instrumental — arpeggiated clean electric guitar, heavy reverb, notes sustaining into each other, single kick on beat 1 only, bass entering bar 4, no snare yet — 12 bars, building from near-silence to a full quiet hum by bar 12) [Verse 1] I been standing in the kitchen since the sun went down Watching the same three dishes in the same brown water Something about the light through the blinds Makes me feel like I'm somebody else's dream [Verse 1 — cont.] (bass walks up one step, hi-hat opens slightly on beat 4, guitar arpeggio widens — no drums yet, just pulse — 4 bars) [Pre-Chorus] And I keep meaning to call I keep meaning to say something true But the words just sit there Like furniture I don't use (snare enters on 2 and 4 — restrained, brushed — guitar chord swells with reverb tail) [Chorus] (full crash — distorted guitars, room drums explode, bass fills the low end, sustain and reverb hold between every line — voice rises, note held on "light") I am borrowed light Reflected off something I can't name I am borrowed light Burning bright enough to fool myself again Fool myself again (guitars ring out and decay — 4 bars of reverb tail before next section) [Instrumental Break] (clean guitar returns, single-note melodic line over open reverb, bass holds root note with long sustain, no drums — 16 bars, melody rises and falls like a question with no answer, snare re-enters softly in bar 14 preparing the return) [Verse 2] My father had this way of leaving rooms Without moving, just... leaving I used to watch his eyes go somewhere else Now I catch myself doing it over dinner (same sparse pulse as verse 1 — hi-hat only, bass walking) [Pre-Chorus] And I keep meaning to change I keep meaning to face whatever this is But the days fold into days And I'm still standing in this kitchen (snare brushed back in, guitar swell building — 4 bars) [Chorus] (same explosion as before — slightly wider stereo on guitars, bass pushes up in the mix, toms added on every fourth bar) I am borrowed light Reflected off something I can't name I am borrowed light Burning bright enough to fool myself again Fool myself again (guitars ring out and decay — 4 bars) [Bridge] (full band drops to single clean guitar and voice only, reverb becomes enormous — the room opens up, no kick, no snare, just sustain and space) Maybe the point was never the arriving Maybe I've been home this whole time And just too scared to say it out loud Just too scared to say it (4-bar snare roll building from ghost notes to full crash — distortion creeps back in on guitars under the roll) [Chorus — Final] (biggest version — tom hits on every beat, guitars doubled and massive, Andy Hull-style near-shout, voice cracking on "again", last two lines echo with sparse gang vocal underneath) I am borrowed light Reflected off something I can't name I am borrowed light Burning bright enough to fool myself again We're all just borrowed light We're all just borrowed light [Outro] (instruments
