Green Ticket Stub
Style: Acoustic soul

[Verse 1]
The bench was cold but you stayed put
Damp tickets curled up in your hand
You laughed at something plain and good
Nothing in that hour felt planned

[Pre-chorus]
Something in the way you sat there
Made the whole cold evening bright
Now I can't shake the feeling

[Chorus]
Muriel, you steady me like nothing else
No grand thing, no big material
Quiet love is what you give me
Muriel, plain and true, never ethereal

[Verse 2]
We didn't need the film to start
Just sat there watching people pass
Your thumb rubbed circles on the stub
Slow as breath, built to last

[Pre-chorus]
Something in the way you sat there
Made the whole cold evening bright
Now I can't shake the feeling

[Chorus]
Muriel, you steady me like nothing else
No grand thing, no big material
Quiet love is what you give me
Muriel, plain and true, never ethereal

[Bridge]
Let the years stack up like tickets kept
Every one a night I'd choose again
Nothing fancy, nothing owed or borrowed
Just you, still here, still mine to hold

[Chorus]
Muriel, you steady me like nothing else
No grand thing, no big material
Quiet love is what you give me
Muriel, plain and true, never ethereal

[Outro]
Somewhere that old stub's gone soft and grey
You're still the warm thing I hold close

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