Dry Grey Moss
Style: Acoustic soul

[Verse 1]
Boots kicked off beside the thermos
Dry grey moss beneath us both
You pour the tea without a word
I know your quiet like an oath

[Pre-chorus]
Nothing here is loud or new
Just the ground and me and you
But something's rising, plain and true

[Chorus]
Aisha, you're the steady kind of good
Not a feature, not a passing phase
You're the one I choose in quiet rooms
Aisha, through the ordinary days

[Verse 2]
Your hand finds mine without looking
Some things don't need to be said
We've walked further than most people
Still you're the one I want ahead

[Bridge]
I've loved you loud and I've loved you still
This is the still kind, and it's real
No performance, just the way I feel

[Chorus]
Aisha, you're the steady kind of good
Not a feature, not a passing phase
You're the one I choose in quiet rooms
Aisha, through the ordinary days

[Outro]
Boots by the thermos, resting still
This is enough, and always will

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