Let the world come apart at the seams

Текст песни:

[Verse 1]
Under a bramble sky, I inhale the peat and thyme
Fingertips stained clover-white, morning rolling in
There’s rain in the stones, old news on the wind
My coat breathes the shape of the chapel grass again

[Pre-chorus]
(ああ… 静かな喜び)
Bare feet on waking dew—something I remember
A laugh without reason, gathering sun in a kettle’s steam

[Chorus]
Let the world come apart at the seams
I am small as a bellflower in May
Light on my hands, soil under my tongue
Every heartache will scatter this way

(Background choir: アンジュの歌…)

[Post-chorus]
Ooh, ooh, ooh…
Soft praise woven in clover chains
Echoes carried far away

[Verse 2]
Lanterns swinging slow, moss-lit along the stone wall
Blue-black river waking, cranes calling at dawn
Close, in the hush between someone’s song and silence
I craft a wreath from wild mint and pine cones fallen

[Pre-chorus]
(ああ… 私の手の温もり)
Trace the shape of joy—found and fleeting as breath

[Chorus]
Let the gold burn away from the fields
Still I will sing as the sky changes hue
In the hollow dark, I find what is true
Every laughter remains in the dew

(Background choir: アンジュの歌…)

[Post-chorus]
Ooh, ooh, ooh…
Lay my longing on the wind
Let the quiet carry it in

[Bridge]
River tongue, swallow’s wing
The world is wide, but joy is a hidden thing
Through every slow return, every passing note
My heart re-learns how quietly it grows

(Background whisper female Japan vocal: 喜び, 喜び)

[Solo]
[instrumental layering: harp, choir, ambient drones]

[Chorus]
Let the world come apart at the seams
I am small as a bellflower in May
Light on my hands, soil under my tongue
Every heartache will scatter this way

[Post-chorus]
Ooh, ooh, ooh…
Soft praise woven in clover chains
Echoes carried far away