Songtext von Small Repairs

The switch concealed beneath old tape A promise worn, but kept in shape We notice cracks, yet let them stay Some truths dissolve when given way We live by small repairs Adjustments made to soothe our cares A gentle push, the door complies The subtle art of compromise You stack the towels, edges pressed I see the drawer fail its test We read the signs, however blurred In things that shift without a word Not everything requires mending— Acceptance is itself befriending Imperfections hold their grace A mark of life we can't erase We live by small repairs Accepting flaws as rightful heirs Within the gaps we softly stay Embracing what won't go away