Kasi Tapestry

[Verse 1]
The last combi's brake light blinks, a silent knot,
Across the dust of Nancefield, a lesson I was taught.
The city hums, a low-spun rhythm in the street,
Where every swaying silhouette begins to meet.

[Chorus]
Oh, we spin the Kasi Tapestry, thread by thread,
In the log-drum's pulse, unspoken words are said.
This rhythm unwinds us, from worry, from dread,
A bittersweet pattern, dancing in my head.

[Verse 2]
Through the shifting shadows, faces etched in gold,
A glance across the floor, a story to unfold.
The jazz piano stabs, a fractured, mended phrase,
Weaving through the crowded heat, through these electric haze.

[Chorus]
Oh, we spin the Kasi Tapestry, thread by thread,
In the log-drum's pulse, unspoken words are said.
This rhythm unwinds us, from worry, from dread,
A bittersweet pattern, dancing in my head.

[Bridge]
Grandma's hands, worn like ancient fabric, strong and deep,
Whispered tales of how to mend the promises we keep.
This dance floor, just a loom, where new patterns we create,
Before the morning dust settles, sealing our shared fate.

[Outro]
Yeah, the Kasi Tapestry, soft on my mind.
Just echoes, bittersweet, what we leave behind.