Warm Behind the Glass
Style: Chamber folk

[Verse 1]
Rain runs down the tomatohouse pane
Everything outside gone soft and slow
You're humming something low again
Only you would hum it just so

[Pre-chorus]
Steam sits thick on every leaf
Warmth we made ourselves in here
This is the part I don't want brief

[Chorus]
Maisie, the glass is fogged with us
Two more hearts than the room can hold
Nothing about this feels like fuss
I'd pick this over gold

[Verse 2]
You wipe a circle clean to see
Point at nothing much at all
Whatever you find, I want to find it too
Small things with you don't stay small

[Bridge]
Let the whole world stay out there wet
We've got heat enough to spare
I'm not thinking of anywhere else yet
Just this glass, this air

[Chorus]
Maisie, the glass is fogged with us
Two more hearts than the room can hold
Nothing about this feels like fuss
I'd pick this over gold

[Outro]
Rain still running down the pane
I'd stay in this warm again

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