Stress Test

[Verse 1]
The yellow paint on your front door is new.
Been ten years since I helped carry that sofa through.
Your laugh still has that same old jagged edge.
Got a little rust spot now on your window ledge.
My hands, they know the grain on every tool I own.
But they're strangers in the quiet of your kitchen, all alone.

[Chorus]
This ain't a house we're buildin' on the same old dust.
It's just a slow pressure, a different kind of trust.

[Verse 2]
You still keep your beer too cold, burns my palm right through the glass.
Still talk about that summer class you were never gonna pass.
The cicadas hum a tune I can't quite place.
There's a hairline crack running 'cross that old familiar space.

[Chorus]
This ain't a house we're buildin' on the same old dust.
It's just a slow pressure, a different kind of trust.

[Bridge]
You leaned in close, smell of rain and Mississippi dirt.
Said, "Otis, are you gonna fix my heart or just make it hurt?"

[Chorus]
This ain't a house we're buildin' on the same old dust.
It's just a slow pressure, a different kind of trust.

[Outro]
A slow... pressure...