Canopy Sway 3

Verse 1

Five a.m. in the glasshouse air

Ropes of linen hanging over the crowd

Barefoot pulse on the cooling tile

Your collar damp where the smoke settles down

Bass drum humming through the timber frame

No one speaks with a voice too loud

Pre-Chorus

Feel the rafters start to lean

Sunlight bleeding through the green

Hold me closer than the sound

Don't let our feet touch ground

Chorus

Hold the beat in your chest

Let the canopy sway

We are moving in gold

Till the dark turns to grey

Let the canopy sway

Let the canopy sway

Verse 2

Dust motes floating in the amber slant

Fingers trace on a cotton sleeve

Ice melted down in a paper cup

Nobody looking for a reason to leave

Speakers thrumming like a heavy tide

Take the rhythm as you breathe

Pre-Chorus

Feel the rafters start to lean

Sunlight bleeding through the green

Hold me closer than the sound

Don't let our feet touch ground

Chorus

Hold the beat in your chest

Let the canopy sway

We are moving in gold

Till the dark turns to grey

Let the canopy sway

Let the canopy sway

Bridge

Sky opens wide through the ceiling glass

Color comes rushing where the shadow has been

Stay right here while the morning passes

Breathe it out, breathe it in

Chorus

Hold the beat in your chest

Let the canopy sway

We are moving in gold

Till the dark turns to grey

Let the canopy sway

Let the canopy sway