Heavy and Slow
Style: Glockenspiel

[Verse 1]
Down through the floorboards the old clock is ticking slow
Counting the minutes so quietly, soft and low
Nothing can hurry this house once the lamps go dim
And every one of those minutes is holding you, Bryson

[Pre-chorus]
Close up your eyes now, the ticking will carry you far
Nothing tonight is as far as it seems from where you are
Let the whole house breathe slow while the dark turns to warm

[Chorus]
Bryson, the night has got nowhere to rush you along
Somewhere downstairs the clock hums like a song
Nothing will wake you, nothing will harm
You are the reason this house feels so calm, Bryson

[Verse 2]
Wrapped in the quiet where the wooden hands turn round
Even the shadows are settling without a sound
Rest your whole weight, let the mattress hold on to you
This is a house built around keeping you safe, Bryson

[Chorus]
Bryson, the night has got nowhere to rush you along
Somewhere downstairs the clock hums like a song
Nothing will wake you, nothing will harm
You are the reason this house feels so calm, Bryson

[Bridge]
Every slow tick is a promise that morning will come
Sleep on, there is nowhere you need to be but here

[Chorus]
Bryson, the night has got nowhere to rush you along
Somewhere downstairs the clock hums like a song
Nothing will wake you, nothing will harm
You are the reason this house feels so calm, Bryson

[Outro]
Somewhere below you the clock keeps its patient, slow beat
Sleep now, my Bryson, the whole house is keeping you sweet

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