Puzzle Edge Piece

[Intro]

(Tap) Edge piece —

Fits the quiet frame

[Verse 1]

Morning light on cardboard sky, I sort the blues by shade,

An edge piece waits beside my cup — the border starts to fade;

Corner click like a tiny yes, the picture finds its line,

If patience fits in paper thin, then I can take my time.

[Pre-Chorus]

Hold the edge... breathe slow...

Almost.

[Chorus]

Puzzle edge piece, click — I'm finding home,

Little border yes against my palm;

Someone left the table clear, someone left the table clear,

If the room feels kind, that's fair —

Puzzle edge piece, click — I'm finding home,

Sun and cardboard dust, quiet tone;

Someone left the table clear, someone left the table clear,

Click it once and I begin.

[Verse 2]

Afternoon I leave a note for the next hand that stays,

A spare edge resting near the box — no speech, just open space;

I stretch my back like a soft parade — the skyline starts to show,

Ordinary care in quiet light is how the evenings grow.

[Pre-Chorus]

Hold the edge... breathe slow...

Almost.

[Chorus]

Puzzle edge piece, click — I'm finding home,

Little border yes against my palm;

Someone left the table clear, someone left the table clear,

If the room feels kind, that's fair —

Puzzle edge piece, click — I'm finding home,

Sun and cardboard dust, quiet tone;

Someone left the table clear, someone left the table clear,

Click it once and I begin.

[Bridge]

Not every finish needs a race,

Some of them fit in a patient place;

Cardboard hope in equal parts —

Edges look good on a starting day.

[Final Chorus]

Puzzle edge piece, click — I'm finding home,

Little border yes against my palm;

Someone left the table clear, someone left the table clear,

If the room feels kind, that's fair —

Puzzle edge piece, click — I'm finding home,

Sun and cardboard dust, quiet tone;

Someone left the table clear — and I begin,

Click it once and I begin.

[Outro]

(Tap) Edge piece...

Someone left the frame.