Track Insight / Lyrics
Three missed calls turn to evening dust
I saved your laughter, framed it, made it trust
A bus ticket trembles in my coat
The old blue station bends around the note
Leave the porch light on, the window wide
I'll come back in echoes, riding by the tide
Keep my picture where the morning falls
I'm still on every road across the halls
Your red scarf flashes through a grocery store
A little dust remains beside the door
I hear your footsteps in the upstairs hall
The kettle whistles through the kitchen wall
Leave the porch light on, the window wide
I'll come back in echoes, riding by the tide
Keep my picture where the morning falls
I'm still on every road across the halls
Pilot voice, recorded years ago
A midnight message left the radio
I pressed the button till the needle broke
And scattered constellations through the smoke
If the runway disappears from view
Carry me in snapshots, carrying you
If the blue horizon never comes around
I'll leave a little lamplight on the ground
The summer porch has silvered into gray
Your bicycle leans crooked through the clay
I find your name beneath a coffee cup
And hold the faded town with both hands up
Leave the porch light on, the window wide
I'll come back in echoes, riding by the tide
Keep my picture where the morning falls
I'm still on every road across the halls
The answering machine is warm and slow
A strip of film preserves the afterglow
Your child will trace the clouds above the pines
And wonder how your mother crossed the lines
Leave the porch light on, the window wide
I'll come back in echoes, riding by the tide
Keep my picture where the morning falls
I'm still on every road across the halls
The porch light hums beneath the waking sky
A bus turns slowly where the lost roads lie
If you can hear me through the static air
I'm coming through the echoes, daughter, there
