Pass It Slow
Style: Gospel soul

[Verse 1]
Smoke goes up through the cold, cold air
Off the twigs we couldn't light at first
You laugh and warm your hands right there
Somehow you turned my worst to best

[Pre-chorus]
Pass the mug, let it go round
Nothing here but steam and ground
I feel something building, waiting on the sound

[Chorus]
Scott, you're the warmth in this whole cold lot
Steady hands, you hold what I've got
Every place feels right where you stand, Scott
You're the fire when the air turns hot

[Verse 2]
Years could pass or just this one night
Doesn't matter how long we've got
Your hands stay open, your grip stays tight
You never once let go of the plot

[Bridge]
No need for more than this small light
No need to rush, no need to run
Just you, this smoke, this quiet fight
Against the cold till the warmth has won

[Chorus]
Scott, you're the warmth in this whole cold lot
Steady hands, you hold what I've got
Every place feels right where you stand, Scott
You're the fire when the air turns hot

[Outro]
Smoke still rises, thin and slow
You're the warm I carry home

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