Marginalia in A Major

[Intro]\n\n[Verse]\nThe sunshower fades away\nLeaving gold upon the clay\nThe shop is quiet now\nI make a silent vow\nTo keep the stories deep\nWhile the city goes to sleep\nMy gloves are soft and white\nIn the amber evening light\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nJasmine drifting through the crack\nBrings the spring right back\nThe smell of rain and old glue\nMakes the world feel new\nI breathe the heavy scent\nWondering where the hours went\n\n[Chorus]\nMarginalia in a hand so bold\nStories that were never told\nTucked inside a tattered book\nWaiting for a second look\nOh, the sweetness of the ink\nStanding on the very brink\nOf a love from long ago\nThat only I will know\n\n[Verse]\nI trace the graphite curve\nWith a steady, quiet nerve\nA collection from the past\nBuilt for love to last\nShe wrote his name in blue\n\"I will wait for you\"\nIn nineteen-twenty-eight\nWritten near the garden gate\n\n[Bridge]\nThe clavichord of memory plays\nThrough the dusty, golden haze\nFelt-dampened keys and strings\nThe song that silence brings\nI am the ghost of hands\nRestoring what the heart demands\nA bridge across the years\nWashed of all the old tears\n\n[Hook]\nPoised and still\nAgainst my will\nI feel the spark\nIn the gathering dark\n\n[Chorus]\nMarginalia in a hand so bold\nStories that were never told\nTucked inside a tattered book\nWaiting for a second look\nOh, the sweetness of the ink\nStanding on the very brink\nOf a love from long ago\nThat only I will know\n\n[Outro]