Low Hanging Leaves
Style: Fingerpicked night

[Verse 1]
Somewhere a wheel has stopped turning under low hanging leaves
Resting so quiet in the mud where the evening falls still
You are the calm that the whole tired world finally believes
Folded up safe on this soft and forgiving windowsill

[Chorus]
Austin, the night has no roads left for crossing
Nothing to chase and no reason for tossing
Austin, I feel the whole day gently lost in
The warmth of your breathing, no worry, no costing

[Verse 2]
The lane you rolled down has gone quiet beneath the low trees
Every small sound of the day has been folded away
You are held closer than moonlight held close by the seas
Nothing can reach you while morning is still far away

[Pre-chorus]
Hush now, the wheels of the world can wait until light
Nothing is asking for you to be anywhere else
Close your eyes soft and let go of the day into night

[Chorus]
Austin, the night has no roads left for crossing
Nothing to chase and no reason for tossing
Austin, I feel the whole day gently lost in
The warmth of your breathing, no worry, no costing

[Bridge]
Let the dark be a blanket and not a far Boston
Let every worry dissolve like a sweet fallen frosting
You are loved without measure, without end, without cost

[Chorus]
Austin, the night has no roads left for crossing
Nothing to chase and no reason for tossing
Austin, I feel the whole day gently lost in
The warmth of your breathing, no worry, no costing

[Outro]
Somewhere that wheel still rests under low hanging leaves
And you are the peace that this whole quiet house believes

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