Down the Quiet Aisle
Style: Bossa nova

[Verse 1]
Cold wheels bump down the shining floor
past tins stacked up in rows
You reach for one, then something more
and warmth just sort of grows

[Pre-chorus]
It's nothing much, this trolley, this light
just you beside me, easy, unplanned
and still my whole chest turns toward you tonight

[Chorus]
Rupert, you make the plain hours shine
turning small errands into something rare
Rupert, I'd choose this life, this line
just for the chance that you'd be there

[Verse 2]
You hum some tune I half-forget
pushing on past the bread
Nobody else has noticed it
but I have heard what you said

[Bridge]
No big speech, no grand affair
just tinned soup and fluorescent light
But you're the reason I'm still here
and that is enough, tonight

[Chorus]
Rupert, you make the plain hours shine
turning small errands into something rare
Rupert, I'd choose this life, this line
just for the chance that you'd be there

[Outro]
Wheels still turn down that same old floor
and I would walk it again, once more

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