Tabby Shell Ledger

[Chorus]
October's just a rumor on the dash clock
We ain't lost this yet, but girl, just watch the block
October's just a rumor on the dash clock
We ain't lost this yet, but we're the last ones on the block

[Verse 1]
(He speaks)
Two headlights painting the live oaks on Reynolds Street, a filmic grain
Tracing the load-bearing walls that hold this whole October's rain
The new money glitters, a cheap gold leaf on the riverfront's iron spine
You look at me like you see the blueprint, I'm just trying to read the line
This humidity's a debt collector, breathing on the glass, fogging up the view
Gilded all my quietest doubts, just to be here next to you
This car smells like leather polish and the ghost of a cigar
Just trying to prove the structure's sound, no matter where we are

[Chorus]
October's just a rumor on the dash clock
We ain't lost this yet, but girl, just watch the block
October's just a rumor on the dash clock
We ain't lost this yet, but we're the last ones on the block

[Verse 2]
(She speaks)
You said, 'That's a Cullinan I parked,' like it's the final proof
But the rust on that foreclosure sign is still eating through the roof
I still smell the boiler smoke from the candy factory in my hair
Driving past the frameworks of us, you acting like they were never there
The pluff mud's a low note held forever under the tires on the lane
You built a beautiful façade, Kai, what's it keeping from the rain?
Your knuckles are bone-white on the wheel, a borrowed kind of calm
Felt colder than the valet key pressed into my palm

[Bridge]
(He speaks)
Three forty-seven blinking red
(She speaks)
Yeah, the air is getting thin
(He speaks)
Is this the gilded part...
(She speaks)
...or where the rot sets in?

[Outro]
(He speaks)
We could turn around on River Street right now... we could just...