The Marginalia Waltz
vocal jazz

The Marginalia Waltz

Kibi

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歌詞

[Intro]
[Verse]
You’re back again at half-past four
To haunt the creaks across my floor
That tattered Keats is looking thin
Much like the patience I am in
You flip the pages, check the price
I’ve told you twice, it’s far too nice
(Doo-ba-dee, a little too nice)
[Pre-Chorus]
The ink is fading on the leaf
Our conversation’s far too brief
I watch you trace a broken line
And wish that margin could be mine
[Chorus]
Between the spines and dusty shelves
We’re slowly cataloging ourselves
A little dog-eared, slightly worn
Before the morning light is born
Read me slowly, word by word
The sweetest prose I’ve ever heard
[Hook]
Just a paperback romance
Giving love a second glance
[Verse]
My silver hair, your glasses low
We’ve got nowhere we need to go
You quote a verse about the rain
To hide the focus of your strain
I fix the binding with a smile
Let’s stay a chapter for a while
(Shoo-be-do-wap, just a while)
[Pre-Chorus]
The shop is closing for the night
Underneath the yellow lamplight
Your thumb is lingering on the text
I’m wondering what’s coming next
[Chorus]
Between the spines and dusty shelves
We’re slowly cataloging ourselves
A little dog-eared, slightly worn
Before the morning light is born
Read me slowly, word by word
The sweetest prose I’ve ever heard
[Bridge]
The lamplight flickers dim and blue
I’m highlighting the parts of you
Beyond the footnotes and the gloss
I’m measuring the gain and loss
Turn the page and let me in
Where the real stories begin
[Break]
(Clarinet solo with walking bass)
[Verse]
You say the ending feels too fast
I say the classics always last
You haven’t bought a single thing
Except the hope that you might bring
I’ll keep your place, I’ll fold the edge
A quiet, paper-thin little pledge
[Chorus]
Between the spines and dusty shelves
We’re slowly cataloging ourselves
A little dog-eared, slightly worn
Before the morning light is born
Read me slowly, word by word
The sweetest prose I’ve ever heard
[Post-Chorus]
Hardcover heart with a soft-cover soul
You’re the part that makes me whole
(Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, whole)
[Interlude]
(Scat singing: Skat-a-lee-dat, doo-wop-bop)
(Muted trumpet response)
(Doo-bee-dee-ba, zut-da-da-da)
[Outro]

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