You leave the coffee and the tray
The diner clock ticks the day away
Your apron strings are tied too tight
You drive your car through the graying light
The gravel road is a muddy stream
The heavy clouds break a summer dream
You pull the brake by the rusted gate
The thunder rolls and the hour is late
Run to the porch where the cedar glows
Feel how the cold wind of autumn blows
Stand in the rain till the wood turns black
Walk to the edge and you don't look back
You touch the rail with a shaking hand
A ghost of a girl in a lonely land
The paint is peeling in strips of gold
The secrets here are a century old
Run to the porch where the cedar glows
Feel how the cold wind of autumn blows
Stand in the rain till the wood turns black
Walk to the edge and you don't look back
The lightning strikes on the maple tree
You close your eyes just to finally see
The water pours on your weathered skin
Where the old stories and memories begin
You smell the pine and the sodden earth
A sudden spark for a second birth
The storm is screaming a wild refrain
You wash your spirit in the pouring rain
The sky turns purple as the clouds depart
The heavy rhythm of a beating heart
You leave the porch as the morning nears
The rain has washed away all of the years
Run to the porch where the cedar glows
Feel how the cold wind of autumn blows
Stand in the rain till the wood turns black
Walk to the edge and you don't look back
Don't look back now.
Just let it flow.
Ooh, ooh, ooh.
