Water Off the Porch Light (wersja 2)

Verse

Screen door catching on the threshold frame

Ribs still humming from the low end call

Rain slicks down where the streetlight bends

Empty chair like it's holding the fall

Your boots drying by the door

Salt on your collarbone

City waking three houses over

Nobody home

Pre-Chorus

I watch the current pull that color deep

Watch the whole block go soft and slow

Chorus

Water off the porch light, drifting down to me

Every window catches what it's meant to be

Something quiet opening like a door in my chest

Washed clean of everything I couldn't keep

Verse

Rain gauge knocking against the eave

Cardboard cartons stacked along the curb

Your jacket still hangs where you left it last week

Folding chairs and dust on the edge of the dirt

The fire hydrant hisses out a slow song

Nobody moving, nobody's clock

Just the gutter pouring down through the branches

Turning the whole block to silver and gold

Pre-Chorus

I watch the current pull that color deep

Watch the whole block go soft and slow

Chorus

Water off the porch light, drifting down to me

Every window catches what it's meant to be

Something quiet opening like a door in my chest

Washed clean of everything I couldn't keep

Bridge

Maybe I've been holding on too tight

Maybe this is how the sky forgets its name

Whatever fell is getting washed away tonight

I don't need it back, I don't call it by your name

Chorus

Water off the porch light, drifting down to me

Every window catches what it's meant to be

Something quiet opening like a door in my chest

Washed clean of everything I couldn't keep