Grainline Shift

[Verse 1]
The 81 bus groaned past the West Side Market sign.
A sticky Tuesday, the air thick with brine.
Your denim jacket brushed my arm, a familiar design,
But the simple weave felt suddenly misaligned.

[Chorus]
And the whole sky tilted on its grain,
A brand new color in the summer rain.
I thought I knew this fabric, heart-to-hand,
But this is uncharted land.

[Verse 2]
We were laughing on the viaduct, the city lights were on.
You said, "You're the only blueprint I've ever drawn."
A tailor's chalk marked a line from dusk until the dawn,
And the careful pattern of my world was gone.

[Chorus]
And the whole sky tilted on its grain,
A brand new color in the summer rain.
I thought I knew this fabric, heart-to-hand,
But this is uncharted land.

[Bridge]
The air held that low pre-storm pressure, humming, tight.
Nine years of thread, suddenly pulling in the light.

[Chorus]
And the whole sky tilted on its grain, (Ohhh)
A brand new color in the summer rain.
I thought I knew this fabric, heart-to-hand,
But this is uncharted land.
Yeah, the whole sky tilted on its grain,
Washing all the chalk-marks down the drain.
I can feel this fabric, heart-to-hand,
This is our promised land.

[Outro]
A new design.
You were always mine.