Grey salt air on a wooden floor
I can't keep the watch no more
Saw a patch of orange and white
Sinking low in the dying light
Calico on the gravel drive
Barely keeping the spark alive
Tangled in the weeds and the stone
Smallest thing that I've ever known
Tattered ear and a shaking knee
Hiding from the rolling sea
Walked a mile through the frozen grit
Now the lamp is the place to sit
Calico on the gravel drive
Barely keeping the spark alive
Tangled in the weeds and the stone
Smallest thing that I've ever known
Hungry eyes in a golden haze
Lost inside of a winter maze
Coming close to the yellow beam
Waking up from a heavy dream
Calico on the gravel drive
Barely keeping the spark alive
Tangled in the weeds and the stone
Smallest thing that I've ever known
Bowl of cream on a rusted plate
Open wide is the iron gate
Rough wool coat for a shivering back
Safe away from the midnight track
The tide is rising fast and high
Black ink bleeding across the sky
Run to the door before the rain
Wash away every single stain
Purring loud in a wooly bed
Safe and warm in a sleepy head
Keep the oil in the lantern glass
Watch the stormy midnight pass
Calico on the gravel drive
Barely keeping the spark alive
Tangled in the weeds and the stone
Smallest thing that I've ever known
Hold the light, hold the light.
Calico on the drive tonight.
