The Static and the Hem

[Intro]
[Verse]
The dryer spins a heavy beat
Wet pavement on the empty street
The neon sign is flicking low
I’ve got nowhere left to go
Just silver coins and static heat
And dust motes dancing at my feet
[Verse]
I found your flannel in the back
Tangled in a denim stack
The buttons loose, the color faded
Like a secret I have traded
It smells of cedar and the rain
A soft and steady kind of stain
[Chorus]
I am folding up the days
Walking through the winter haze
No more fire, no more spark
Just a quiet in the dark
I am letting go of us
In the settling of the dust
[Post-Chorus]
Smooth the sleeve
Watch it leave
Nothing left to grieve
Nothing up my sleeve
[Verse]
Remember that old chipped blue mug?
The way you’d give a little shrug
When coffee spilled across the floor
Or when you’d forget to lock the door
It wasn't grand, it wasn't gold
Just a story already told
[Bridge]
The reed organ sighs a heavy breath
Life is more than life and death
It’s the lint trapped in the wire
It’s the cooling of the fire
I don’t want you back tonight
I just want to get this right
[Chorus]
I am folding up the days
Walking through the winter haze
No more fire, no more spark
Just a quiet in the dark
I am letting go of us
In the settling of the dust
[Hook]
One fold for the morning
One fold for the night
One fold for the warning
Everything is alright
[Verse]
The streetlamp casts a yellow glow
On the weeds that start to grow
In the cracks of the parking lot
Where the summer used to be hot
I trace the thread along the seam
Waking from a heavy dream
I stack it neat upon the bench
And feel the iron spirit quench
[Outro]