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Late-day rain on the curbside vein

Your name moves soft through the window pane

I keep a slow flame under my ribs

While the world spins fast with its usual tricks

Old work shoes by the door stay lined

Hustle and hush in a crooked rhyme

I read the room like a passing tide

Some hands take, some hands guide

And the weight gets light in your voice

City hum fades to a choice

Every bruise finds a kinder tone

Every storm finds a place to go

Copper halo, shine on through

Copper halo, I turn to you

Through the hard days, through the strain

Copper halo, ease the pain

Copper halo, shine on through

Copper halo, I turn to you

Kids of the years with different scars

Still drag their hopes like rented stars

One keeps faith in a sharpened grin

One keeps calm where the rush falls in

When the night shift bends the sky

And tempers crack in the traffic line

I choose the path with the softer bend

A good word travels farther than wind

And the weight gets light in your voice

City hum fades to a choice

Every bruise finds a kinder tone

Every storm finds a place to go

Copper halo, shine on through

Copper halo, I turn to you

Through the hard days, through the strain

Copper halo, ease the pain

Copper halo, shine on through

Copper halo, I turn to you

If the day goes blind, stay near

Let the rough edge disappear

Not every scar needs a name

Some are just the shape of change

So we move with a gentler spark

Carry light through the longest dark

Copper halo, shine on through

Copper halo, I turn to you

Through the hard days, through the strain

Copper halo, ease the pain

Copper halo, shine on through

Copper halo, I turn to you

Long road, soft tone

Good heart, come home

Copper halo

Keep it slow