The first impression here, especially over the bridge, is of a young Paul Simon, blending sweetly innocent-sounding harmonies with seething jazz overtones, all the while staying within reach of the acoustic guitar, and the primacy of that fingerpicking. It is as if the melody is alive, weaving counterpoint with the elements of language themselves, and fading in and out of sight.
There is a subtle and delicious backdrop of embellishment: acoustic piano, some soft pads, percussive elements; but the bulk of the work done here to build the hook comes from the vocal performance, and the handshake between lyrical authenticity and melodic delicacy. We find a perfect balance between flourish, purity of tone, and emotional honesty.