Grey Feathers at the Window
Style: Cello cradle

[Verse 1]
Grey feathers brush the branch outside your open window
soft as the hush that settles low and lets the light go
Nothing tonight can find its way in past the sill
the whole wide dark is folding down to hold you still

[Pre-chorus]
The house breathes slow, the lamp burns low and gold
every small worry has been gently told to fold
and sleep is coming closer now, warm hand in hand

[Chorus]
Bertram, the night has nothing sharp to give you
only this quiet, only how much we live for you
Bertram, close your eyes against the dim
you are the warmest thing this house has ever seen

[Verse 2]
Somewhere a wing settles on the cold and waiting wood
and you are here where every soft thing understood
The window stays open just to let the calm night in
not a single thing out there could touch your skin

[Pre-chorus]
The house breathes slow, the lamp burns low and gold
every small worry has been gently told to fold
and sleep is coming closer now, warm hand in hand

[Chorus]
Bertram, the night has nothing sharp to give you
only this quiet, only how much we live for you
Bertram, close your eyes against the dim
you are the warmest thing this house has ever seen

[Bridge]
Let the branch outside go still, the feathers settle too
there is nothing in this whole wide dark but love for you

[Chorus]
Bertram, the night has nothing sharp to give you
only this quiet, only how much we live for you
Bertram, close your eyes against the dim
you are the warmest thing this house has ever seen

[Outro]
The feathers rest, the branch is still against the pane
and you sleep on, held safe, and warm, and named

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