[Verse 1: close low vocal; sparse bass and short clean-guitar answers] Two bags cutting through my hands. You took the bread. I took the rest. We ate with bowls against our knees and watched whatever happened next. Some nights you talked until the birds. Some nights I stayed and let you sleep. I'd turn the volume down a notch and pull the blanket round my feet. [Pre-Chorus: guitar supports the spaces between lines] The rain had swollen up the wood. You had to lean to make it catch. I took a shaving off the edge and tightened up the loose brass latch. [Chorus: broad and heavy; genuine warmth] I fixed your door. It closes now. Try it with one finger. Hear that little sound. You don't have to throw your weight against it anymore. I fixed your door. It closes now. [Verse 2: exposed vocal; guitar answers begin before the lines finish] You'd cleared the cups beside the bed, put something on the stove. You laughed about a thing at work. I hadn't heard you sound like that. I hung my coat up by the door. You said, "Could I have tonight alone?" The bread was still beneath my arm. I asked if you were sure. [Pre-Chorus: same guitar figure, louder and more persistent] I checked the bag for something missed. Milk, bread, batteries. Nothing left to carry in. I checked it once again. [Chorus: same melody; strain under the warmth] I fixed your door. It closes now. Try it with one finger. Hear that little sound. You don't have to throw your weight against it anymore. I fixed your door. It closes now. [Bridge: low and conversational; guitar pushes across the vocal] I pointed at the crooked shelf you hadn't asked me to repair. You said it'd keep another week. I said, "I'm already here." You thanked me for the nights I stayed. I said, "It wasn't any trouble." And waited for another word after you said goodnight. [Final Chorus: heavy chords open out; voice stays small] I fixed your door. You don't have to throw your weight against it anymore. I put my coat on slowly. One sleeve is inside out. I fixed your door. [Instrumental Outro: guitar completes the chorus alone; settled final chord, full decay] [After the music ends: one unaccompanied, near-spoken line] It closes now.
