

{warm fingerpicked
nylon-string guitar open, soft rotating stereo shimmer,
faint celesta dust-motes}
Morning on the glass
Patterns fade too fast
Trace the dust that falls
Softly on the walls
{brushed snare drum entry,
intimate vocal} Oh, the turning of the wheel
Keep the beauty that we feel
Slowly turning like the sun
Now the quiet has begun (mmm)
{gentle ride-cymbal
lift, faint string pads bloom,
stacked vocal harmonies} Leaves upon the floor
Shadows by the door
Nothing stays the same
Whisper of your name
{arrangement thins slightly, solo nylon guitar and celesta}
Oh, the turning of the wheel
Keep the beauty that we feel
Slowly turning like the sun
Now the quiet has begun (ahhh)
{full blooming arrangement, maximum warmth,
rotating stereo shimmer}
Turning in slow circles
Dust in the sunbeams (mmm) {guitars and string pads fade,
final celesta note rings in warm room echo}