Coffee steam rises grease pops on the grill
Regulars laugh loud night shift standing still
Envelope wet through words bleed into gray
Sheltered by the porch light storm cannot stay
Paper softens edges curl like old receipts
Thunder rolls closer shaking window seats
We read the lines aloud voices low and rough
Lightning writes a chorus bold and bright enough
Porch letter soaked through we hold it tight
Porch letter thunder night we read by flashlight
Porch letter words don't fade they burn like coal
Porch letter storm can't steal the stories that we stole
Ketchup stains the counter napkins catch the drips
Letter folds to squares tucked in denim hips
Regular Joe sighs that's a tale worth keeping
Coffee refills dawn creeps in while we're sleeping
Paper softens edges curl like old receipts
Thunder rolls closer shaking window seats
We read the lines aloud voices low and rough
Lightning writes a chorus bold and bright enough
Porch letter soaked through we hold it tight
Porch letter thunder night we read by flashlight
Porch letter words don't fade they burn like coal
Porch letter storm can't steal the stories that we stole
Harmonium drones low foot tambourine keeps time
Gang vocals rising climbing up the climb
Ink stains fingers black proof we were here
Porch wood holds the weight dispelling all fear
Storm breaks sky turns pale letter dry and worn
We fold it careful place it in a envelope torn
Hand to hand it passes each soul adds a line
Midnight wanderlust fuels this chorus of mine
Porch letter soaked through we hold it tight
Porch letter thunder night we read by flashlight
Porch letter words don't fade they burn like coal
Porch letter storm can't steal the stories that we stole
Diner door swings open morning rush begins
Letter tucked in apron close to beating skin
Grease and coffee perfume stories baked in crust
Porch letter lives on in the ones we trust
Porch letter soaked through we hold it tight
Porch letter thunder night we read by flashlight
Porch letter words don't fade they burn like coal
Porch letter storm can't steal the stories that we stole
Porch letter storm can't steal the stories that we stole
Rain stops porch light flickers letter safe and sound
We'll read it again next storm when thunder rolls around