Weft and Warp

[Verse 1]
The U-Haul key is cold in my palm,
Last Tuesday in Ohio before the calm.
Streetlights bleed on the rain-slicked street,
A rhythm our tired hearts used to beat.
You're tracing the grid on a paper map,
Folding our future into your lap.

[Chorus]
In the weft and warp of these concrete lines,
Two old threads with new designs.
Don't know the streets, but I know your hands,
Building our love in uncharted lands.

[Verse 2]
The paint still smells wet on the second floor,
I hear the 'L' train rumble past the door.
It's a lonely sound in a city this loud,
Just another face lost in the crowd.
You said, "Look at the bones of this place, they're good,"
Understood you in a way nobody else could.

[Chorus]
In the weft and warp of these concrete lines,
Two old threads with new designs.
Don't know the streets, but I know your hands,
Building our love in uncharted lands.

[Bridge]
Nine years of pressure, a diamond-hard seam,
Stretching the fabric of a shared dream.
Is this the mend or the place it all rips?

[Chorus]
In the weft and warp of these concrete lines,
Two old threads with new designs.
Don't know the streets, but I know your hands,
Building our love in uncharted lands.

[Outro]
The city hums a song we don't know yet.
Weft and warp. Our safety net.