An Ode to Fordite: Joy Drops Keep Falling · Track 9 · middle
Three Little Layers
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Lyrics
Rise up this morning... Woke up this morning Smiled with the rising sun Three little layers Sat right by my window, one by one Their polished faces catch the light Making everything feel bright One was a deep Kenilworth Green, from a '71 Ford One was a Calypso Coral, a forgotten chord And one a soft pearl white, like a patient, whispered word Singin'... don't you worry 'bout a thing 'Cause every little layer is gonna be alright Singin'... don't you worry 'bout a thing, now 'Cause every little layer is gonna be alright They rise from the noise and the chemical haze Of the factory floor, through long, forgotten days Baked in the fire, a hundred times or more Just overspray on a rack by the oven door All that industry, the pressure and the heat Now makes a gentle rhythm, right here on my street Holding all that time, warm here in my hand Singin'... don't you worry 'bout a thing 'Cause every little layer is gonna be alright I'm singin'... don't you worry 'bout a thing, no 'Cause every little layer is gonna be alright This one is for the quiet wait, the slow and steady time This one for the color's fate, a reason, not a rhyme And this one for the open gate, that found this piece of mine From something tossed aside as waste, to something so divine A simple, silent message, sealed inside a painted line... Singin'... don't you worry 'bout a thing 'Cause every little layer is gonna be alright Singin'... don't you worry 'bout a thing, now 'Cause every little layer is gonna be alright Every little layer... Gonna be alright... Every little layer... yeah... gonna be alright... Alright...