Lyrics
[Felt Piano Solo Intro]
A chipped ceramic bowl upon the sill,
joined with lacquer and gold seam.
[Verse 1]
Between the chords I find a place,
to hum a low repairing tone.
The splintered moments settle down,
upon the foundation of stone.
I glue the porcelain with care,
each line a ribbon of bright sun.
What fell apart in winter chill,
is slowly coming back as one.
The morning bells begin to chime,
across the quiet city roofs.
I sit beside the open page,
with quiet gentle proofs.
[Pre-Chorus]
The fractures do not hide in shame,
they shine with dignity and grace.
A mended vessel on the stand,
within a peaceful space.
[Chorus]
Mending broken parts.
The golden lacquer holds the ceramic tight,
catching the early rays of amber light.
No heavy anchor pulling down the sound,
mending broken parts.
[Verse 2]
I pour green tea into the bowl,
the steam rises warm against my face.
No leak along the golden vein,
held in a steady, calm embrace.
The garden sparrows start their song,
the shadows shorten on the wall.
I breathe the cedar-scented air,
and do not fear the fall.
[Chorus]
Mending broken parts.
The golden lacquer holds the ceramic tight,
catching the early rays of amber light.
No heavy anchor pulling down the sound,
mending broken parts.
[Bridge]
Oh, the broken things can still be sweet,
more precious now for having healed.
The quiet courage of the heart,
in every scar revealed.
[Chorus]
Mending broken parts.
The golden lacquer holds the ceramic tight,
catching the early rays of amber light.
No heavy anchor pulling down the sound,
mending broken parts.
[Lingering Piano Chord Outro]
No leak along the golden vein...
Mending broken parts.
[Fade Out]
[End]