Wool and Quiet
Style: Ambient wash

[Verse 1]
The wool fringe drifts across the floor where the old cat lies curled
and everything has gone as still as the quietest hour in the world
I watch the last thread settle soft, no reason left to roam
and I think of you asleep, the warmest thing in this whole home

[Pre-chorus]
The house breathes slow, the lamp burns low, the night has grown so kind
every corner of this room has settled into you and me
so close your eyes, my dear one, and leave the waking day behind

[Chorus]
Iris, the dark is only softness gathered near
nothing tonight will ask you to be anything but here
Sleep on, Iris, wrapped in all this quiet holds
you are the warmest story that this house has ever told

[Verse 2]
A cat can sleep for hours in a stripe of fading light
never once afraid the morning won't arrive on time
and you can rest the same way, loosened from the tight
held here safe and certain as the oldest lullaby's rhyme

[Chorus]
Iris, the dark is only softness gathered near
nothing tonight will ask you to be anything but here
Sleep on, Iris, wrapped in all this quiet holds
you are the warmest story that this house has ever told

[Bridge]
Let your small hands loosen, let your breathing find its place
there is nowhere else you're needed but this soft and sleepy space

[Chorus]
Iris, the dark is only softness gathered near
nothing tonight will ask you to be anything but here
Sleep on, Iris, wrapped in all this quiet holds
you are the warmest story that this house has ever told

[Outro]
The fringe lies still, the cat sleeps on, the floor holds all its heat
and you are held the same way now, so drift, and rest, and sleep

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