An Ode to Fordite: Joy Drops Keep Falling · Track 4 · middle
Here Comes the Layered
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Lyrics
Little darling, it's been a long, gray, lonely winter. Just an old piece of the line, a forgotten splinter. Little darling, it feels like ages since it's been clear. Lying quiet on the work bench, holding back a silent tear. From a spray booth down in Dearborn, nineteen seventy-two. Just a lump of hardened overspray, nothing shiny, nothing new. Here comes the layered, doo-doo-doo-doo Here comes the layered, And I say... it's all right. Little darling, the diamond wheel begins its patient smile. Cool water running over its face, been waiting for a long, long while. Little darling, I feel that buried color start to bloom inside. Chasing all the shadows from my mind. That old gray rind is slowly peeling from the core. A flash of Corvette red, a stripe of Thunderbird bronze we've never seen before. Here comes the layered, doo-doo-doo-doo Here comes the layered, And I say... it's all right. Colors, colors, colors, here they come... (Doo-doo-doo-doo) Colors, colors, colors, here they come... (Doo-doo-doo-doo) Feel the polish on my skin. Letting all the patient light rush in. From the furnace, from the heat, Every single layer a heartbeat. Every coat a different name, a different day. A forgotten, silent flame that found its way. Little darling, I see the whole spectrum dancing in your eyes. The smallest, truest rainbow, a beautiful surprise. Little darling, it seems like years of history in my hand. A tiny piece of painted land. This little stone, now shining polished bright and true. Holding all that hidden time inside, just for me and you. Here comes the layered, doo-doo-doo-doo Here comes the layered, And I say... it's all right. It's all right. It's all right... so right... all right... (Doo-doo-doo-doo) It's all right.