Slow as the Last Drop
Style: Folk cradle song

[Verse 1]
Somewhere a tap lets its last slow drop fall through the dark
and even that sound moves as soft as a mark
the house breathes out, every corner has settled to rest
and you are the warmest thing held in this nest

[Pre-chorus]
The dripping slows down till it barely makes a sound at all
hushing itself smaller, gentle and small
so let your eyes follow it down into calm

[Chorus]
Rhys, you are the reason this whole house turns to peace
every worry of mine folds up and learns to cease
I would trade every sound in the world for your soft breath
Rhys, you are held here, further than reach of harm or dread

[Verse 2]
The steel sink stands quiet, waiting on nothing much at all
emptied of noise now, the evening starts to stall
and I sit near you, watching the last light lean and fade
thinking how safe you are, how well you're made

[Chorus]
Rhys, you are the reason this whole house turns to peace
every worry of mine folds up and learns to cease
I would trade every sound in the world for your soft breath
Rhys, you are held here, further than reach of harm or dread

[Bridge]
No drop falls faster than my love can catch it, low and slow
nothing in this dark can touch what I already know
you are the stillness at the centre of my chest

[Chorus]
Rhys, you are the reason this whole house turns to peace
every worry of mine folds up and learns to cease
I would trade every sound in the world for your soft breath
Rhys, you are held here, further than reach of harm or dread

[Outro]
The tap has gone still now, the sink holds only silver and rest
and you have gone still too, curled soft in your nest

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