Dusty Music Clip

(ahhh) Stay

with the rain

I count the hours in a rented room

Cold tea, blank page,

nothing moves Your name turns over like a worn-out coin I keep

my hands busy, I keep my mind poised

Hold on, hold on

I know the night feels long

One small song in the static

Keeps me moving on (ooh)

Breathe in slow

Let it pass

The work gets heavy when the house goes still

Numbers swim under the window sill

I chase one thought till the edges fray

Then fold it down for another day

Hold on, hold on

I know the night feels long

One small song in the static

Keeps me moving on (ah!)

Almost gone

Almost home (ooh) Moving on