White Curtains Falling Slow
Style: Vibraphone drift

[Verse 1]
The curtains lift and settle like the tide finding its shore
Nothing in this room is asking for a single thing more
The dark has gone soft around you, wrapped in wood and hush
Sleep is only breathing that keeps drifting toward the door

[Pre-chorus]
Somewhere past the window the whole world has laid its head down
Every worry you could carry has grown far too tired to frown
So let your small hands open and let go of the day now

[Chorus]
Hudson, the night is holding you like river holds the mud
Nothing can reach you here, not shadow, not the flood
You are the warmest good this quiet house has known
Sleep well, my Hudson, sleep as easy as good blood

[Verse 2]
The crib was carved from patient wood that waited just for you
Every curve of it was shaped by hands that loved you too
Breathe in the calm that settles when the last light starts to fade
There is nothing in this dark that isn't gentle, isn't true

[Chorus]
Hudson, the night is holding you like river holds the mud
Nothing can reach you here, not shadow, not the flood
You are the warmest good this quiet house has known
Sleep well, my Hudson, sleep as easy as good blood

[Bridge]
Let the curtain breathe for you when your own breath grows too slow
Let the quiet do the watching while you drift below

[Chorus]
Hudson, the night is holding you like river holds the mud
Nothing can reach you here, not shadow, not the flood
You are the warmest good this quiet house has known
Sleep well, my Hudson, sleep as easy as good blood

[Outro]
The white curtains drift inward, softer now than any sound
This is where you're kept, this is where you're always found

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