An acoustic guitar by a sunlit window, wildflowers outside, a lamp, clock and notebook on the desk

From Perennials, Track 07

Thaw

Lyrics

An hour opened up for me
No list, no call, no place to be
The house was quiet, low and wide
The case was leaning on its side

I held it like a question mark
My fingers answered in the dark
One chord rang out against the wall
And something answered after all
It sounded like a younger spring
It sounded like remembering

The chords came rusty, half were wrong
I played them anyway too long
No one to grade it, none to hear
The best crowd I have had in years

I held it like a question mark
My fingers answered in the dark
One chord rang out against the wall
And something answered after all
It sounded like a younger spring
It sounded like remembering

Funny how the hands hold on
To every song you thought was gone
They kept the shapes beneath the skin
And only waited to begin

I held it like a question mark
My fingers answered in the dark
One chord rang out against the wall
And something answered after all
It sounded like a younger spring
It sounded like remembering

It sounded like remembering
It sounded like remembering

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