Linen and Indigo

[Intro]
[Verse]
The hinge gives a little sigh
Dust motes dancing in the sky
Found a piece of summer light
Tucked away and out of sight
Lavender and cedar scent
Where the quiet seasons went
[Chorus]
It’s just a bluebell pressed in blue
I’m holding on to thoughts of you
Paper thin like brittle glass
Watching all the winters pass
Safe inside the linen fold
Stories that were never told
[Verse]
Recipe cards with butter stains
Notes on how to fix the drains
Your handwriting is tall and thin
Like the world you lived within
Wind chimes ringing in the hall
Shadows leaning on the wall
[Pre-Chorus]
I remember how we’d go
Where the wilder things would grow
Walking slow across the hill
Everything is quiet and still
[Chorus]
It’s just a bluebell pressed in blue
I’m holding on to thoughts of you
Paper thin like brittle glass
Watching all the winters pass
Safe inside the linen fold
Stories that were never told
[Bridge]
The celesta rings a silver bell
Secrets that the flowers tell
You taught me how to pick the stem
Without ever hurting them
Now I hold this tiny ghost
The thing that I will miss the most
[Breakdown]
Fingerpicking on the wood
I understood you like I should
The upright bass is low and deep
Memories I meant to keep
[Verse]
I put the kettle on the stove
Looking through this treasure trove
Chamomile and honey steam
Waking from a heavy dream
The banjo hums a hollow tone
I am here but not alone
[Chorus]
It’s just a bluebell pressed in blue
I’m holding on to thoughts of you
Paper thin like brittle glass
Watching all the winters pass
Safe inside the linen fold
Stories that were never told
[Outro]