Intro — Guzheng, Celtic harp, distant soprano] Ah… ah… Let the air come in. [Verse 1 — Intimate, almost whispered] The window swells against the frame, The kettle waits beside the flame. I set one cup where two once stood, Then turn yours over on the wood. Outside, a bird begins again, Four little notes against the rain. I try to follow, lose the tune; A broken sound can fill a room. [Chorus — Gentle, rising soprano] Let the air come in, Let it find me here. I have held my breath Through another year. If my voice should break, Let the song begin. Open just a little— Let the air come in. [Instrumental — Dizi repeats the opening motif; timpani enter] [Verse 2 — Warm but fragile] Your coat still hangs beside the door, Its shadow falling on the floor. I move my chair into the sun; And leave the morning work undone. [Final Chorus — First orchestral swell] Let the air come in, Let it find me here. I have held my breath Through another year. If my voice should break, Let the song begin. Open just a little— Let the air come in. [Outro — Wordless soprano over harp] Ah… ah… I am listening.
