Isobar Rattle

[Verse 1]
Leo, the needle on the aneroid's falling fast.
It’s a pressure drop I know is built to last.
The air gets thick, tastes of ozone from the DLR tracks,
A humidity that settles in the porcelain cracks.

[Pre-Chorus]
And every windowpane begins to sweat a nervous film,
I feel the change coming in over the river’s rim.

[Chorus]
So let the front move in, let the barometric warning rise,
I'm the calm in the center of the hurricane's cold eyes.
This is my atmosphere, I set the isobars here.

[Verse 2]
You trace the condensation with a finger on the glass.
"It's just the weather, Sade," you said, you let the moment pass.
But I’ve been charting this since her call on Tuesday night,
This isn't weather, Leo, it's their gravity, their weight.

[Pre-Chorus]
And every floorboard seems to hold its breath inside the grain,
Waiting for the first cold, acidic drop of rain.

[Chorus]
So let the front move in, let the barometric warning rise,
I'm the calm in the center of the hurricane's cold eyes.
This is my atmosphere, I set the isobars here.

[Bridge]
They want to un-weave the quiet we wove from the city’s grey noise,
But this foundation is set deeper than the water, or their voice.

[Outro]
I’ll be the high-pressure system.
Let them break on me.