Porch Swing Hum 2 (versie 2)

Intro

Verse

Screen door creaking, dust on the frame

Your mother's rocking chair still bears your name

Pre-Chorus

Hold that feeling when the evening pulls

Stay right here where the porch swing turns full

Chorus

Oh, porch swing hum, you're not letting go

Rust in the joints, but we hold it slow

Sun on your skin, I'm keeping time

This whole town fading into gold and mine

Verse 2

Your grandfather's armrest worn to a soft white

I trace every line where the years wrote their right

Pre-Chorus

Hold that feeling when the evening pulls

Stay right here where the porch swing turns full

Chorus

Oh, porch swing hum, you're not letting go

Rust in the joints, but we hold it slow

Sun on your skin, I'm keeping time

This whole town fading into gold and mine

Bridge

No clocks ticking, no hands to turn

Just the creaking wood and us and this warm

Bare feet tapping out what's left of tonight

This is where the evening learns how to hold on tight

Chorus

Oh, porch swing hum, you're not letting go

Rust in the joints, but we hold it slow

Sun on your skin, I'm keeping time

This whole town fading into gold and mine