The Fringe Drags Slow
Style: Vibraphone drift

[Verse 1]
The fringe on the rug sways soft against the floor tonight
and nothing in this room is asking you to wake
the dark keeps still and holds its breath beside you
waiting on the hush that only sleep can make

[Chorus]
Tiffany, the night has folded soft around your bed
every shadow here has promised to be kind
close your eyes and let the quiet carry you
there is nowhere calmer that you'll ever find

[Verse 2]
Somewhere past the window a small wind moves the trees
but it will not reach you, it will not reach this room
you are further in than anything could follow
tucked away inside the warm and gentle gloom

[Pre-chorus]
Let your breathing slow to match the swaying fringe
let the last light dim to nothing you can see
drifting now to where the soft dark waits for you

[Chorus]
Tiffany, the night has folded soft around your bed
every shadow here has promised to be kind
close your eyes and let the quiet carry you
there is nowhere calmer that you'll ever find

[Bridge]
Somebody is here who will not leave your side
watching how the small wool tassels barely stir
that same stillness now is settling into you

[Chorus]
Tiffany, the night has folded soft around your bed
every shadow here has promised to be kind
close your eyes and let the quiet carry you
there is nowhere calmer that you'll ever find

[Outro]
The fringe has stopped its swaying, the floor has gone to rest
and you are held as gently as the dark holds everything

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