Wet Green Glass
Style: Indie folk

[Verse 1]
Crates stacked high beneath the glass
Wood gone soft where rain got past
You brush the dust from off the lid
And find the good things no one hid

[Pre-chorus]
I've watched you work the quiet hours
Turning old crates into flowers
So let me say it before it's gone

[Chorus]
Lesley, you hold the whole roof up
Steady hands round a chipped tin cup
Lesley, I'd choose this every time
Your name still sits so well in rhyme

[Verse 2]
The panes are green with all that's grown
You've made this greenhouse feel like home
Nothing here was ever new
But it got better next to you

[Bridge]
I don't need the roof to hold
I just need your hand to hold
Some loves shout and some stay low
Yours grew slow, the way good things grow

[Chorus]
Lesley, you hold the whole roof up
Steady hands round a chipped tin cup
Lesley, I'd choose this every time
Your name still sits so well in rhyme

[Outro]
The crates still lean beneath the glass
And I still lean on you like that

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