Track Insight / Lyrics
I found it behind the green felt seam
Paper thin, where the colors bleed
Blue porch light rested on the edge
Like evening settling in the hedges
Still got your eyes where the sunlight bends
Fading slow in a wallet's seams
I keep time in the spaces between
Holding still what the picture cannot keep
I pulled it out by the evening clock
Dust lifted like sparrows from the door
Your last words were snow in the air
Winter had left the whole porch bare
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I know the colors are nearly gone
I know this picture is holding on
Still I keep bending the paper thin
Hoping your eyes will look in
Still got your eyes where the daylight bends
Fading soft in a wallet's seams
I keep time in the spaces between
Carrying what the picture cannot keep
At the counter, a stranger asks twice
If strangers deserve a second life
I paid to save what the years had sliced
But love looked backward through the glass
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The face is softer, the edges thin
The little light is pulling in
I hold the crease where your mouth was wide
As if there were warmth still left inside
Still got your eyes where the daylight bends
Fading slow in a wallet's seams
I keep time in the spaces between
Holding what the paper cannot keep
I keep it beside my license card
A small sun under a plastic door
Every crease says the miles are far
Maybe missing hurts less than before
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I drive past houses we used to know
The mailbox leans in the afterglow
Your favorite chair by the window sways
Empty as dust on a rainy day
Still got your eyes where the daylight bends
Fading soft in a wallet's seams
I count all the hours in between
Carrying what the paper cannot keep
This spring the magnolia opened white
I dreamed you were waiting by the car
Your shadow reached first through the kitchen light
Then morning pulled us near and far
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The porch remembers the weight of two
The kettle still sends up a cloud of blue
I set another plate by the door
Old habits keep knocking on what is gone
Still got your eyes when the evening bends
Bright as dust in a wallet's seams
I keep time in the spaces between
And carry what forever cannot keep
In the wallet, the colors run
In the hallway, your humming stays
In my palm, your old face is sun
In my chest, there is still a place
