Slow Little Motes
Style: Kalimba night

[Verse 1]
Dust turns slowly above the old woven chair tonight
Catching the last gold the window still lets fall
You are why this whole room feels soft and right
Spencer, the calmest breath among them all

[Chorus]
Spencer, hush now, let the evening hold you slow
Nothing in this house would dare to rush or press
You are the quiet that every corner seems to know
Spencer, sleep is close and asking nothing less

[Verse 2]
The little specks of light are drifting off to rest
Settling soft as breath along the woven seat
You are held here closer than you'd ever guessed
Wrapped in something steady, something sweet

[Pre-chorus]
The lamp has learned to dim without a sound
Even the dust has slowed to find the floor
So let the last small hush come gathering round

[Chorus]
Spencer, hush now, let the evening hold you slow
Nothing in this house would dare to rush or press
You are the quiet that every corner seems to know
Spencer, sleep is close and asking nothing less

[Bridge]
Every small thing in this room is turning kind for you
Even the light has learned to fall so slow
Rest now, there is nowhere else you need to go

[Chorus]
Spencer, hush now, let the evening hold you slow
Nothing in this house would dare to rush or press
You are the quiet that every corner seems to know
Spencer, sleep is close and asking nothing less

[Outro]
The dust will keep on turning long after you close your eyes
Soft as the hush that holds you until the morning light

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