歌詞

In the blue between seconds

The air turns kind

A slower kind of weather

Wrapped around your mind

The avenue is patient

In its charcoal coat

Each little window flickers

Like a secret note

Your shadow meets the pavement

Then drifts apart

A quiet kind of thunder

Breathing through the dark

The hour tastes of amber

And salted wine

A little strain, a little spark

A little borrowed shine

You came with tired edges

And a crowded head

Still something in the hush here

Leaves the hurt half-read

Let the weight fall thin

Let the pulse turn slow

There is room inside this feeling

Where the soft winds go

If the night feels sharp

Let it soften, let it bend

Every crack can take a color

By the time it meets the end

Turn it into gold

Turn it into gold

Let the tender thing

Do what it’s told

Turn it into gold

Turn it into gold

Even stubborn ache

Can unfold

By the curb, the rain forgets

Its hurried script

It slips into the seams

And lets the edges flip

The crowd moves like a current

Far beyond the door

But in this little orbit

You don’t need to force for more

A little laugh, a little pause

A little breath at last

What came in like a storm cloud

Can drift on past

And every scar you carried

Starts to change its face

Not erased, just reimagined

In a kinder place

Let the weight fall thin

Let the pulse turn slow

There is room inside this feeling

Where the soft winds go

If the night feels sharp

Let it soften, let it bend

Every crack can take a color

By the time it meets the end

Turn it into gold

Turn it into gold

Let the tender thing

Do what it’s told

Turn it into gold

Turn it into gold

Even stubborn ache

Can unfold

When the world comes loud

And the edges bruise

There is still a hidden doorway

In the shades of blue

You don’t need a flame

To find your way through

The quiet has a compass

And it’s pointing back to you

So let the hush expand

Let the shadows bloom

Every hard-lit corner

Can turn into a room

Turn it into gold

Turn it into gold

Let the tender thing

Do what it’s told

Turn it into gold

Turn it into gold

Even stubborn ache

Can unfold

Turn it into gold

Soft and slow

Turn it into gold

Let it glow

Turn it into gold

Turn it into gold