Porches of Our Fathers (wersja 2)

Verse

The old oak swings still hangs crooked off the beam

Same porch where my grandfather read to me in dream

Your hand finds mine like it's already been there

Two strangers turning something honest out of thin air

Pre-Chorus

Is it the way you smile like your own light's rising

Or is this something I've been calling home for a while now

Tell me if this feels to you like standing outside time

Like every version of myself already knew how to love again

Chorus

We're sitting on the porches of our fathers, catching fireflies in jars

Watching every sunset turn into forever right where we are

Nothing but porch lights and porch swings holding back the dark

This is the kind of homecoming that can break your heart

Verse 2

Your family's got a picture frame on the screen door wall

Four generations of men all standing tall behind the same fence

I asked if I could take one with them, said this felt like my own name

They said it does when you carry kindness the way that you're built to sustain

Pre-Chorus

Is it the way you smile like your own light's rising

Or is this something I've been calling home for a while now

Tell me if this feels to you like standing outside time

Like every version of myself already knew how to love again

Chorus

We're sitting on the porches of our fathers, catching fireflies in jars

Watching every sunset turn into forever right where we are

Nothing but porch lights and porch swings holding back the dark

This is the kind of homecoming that can break your heart

Bridge

I don't need a house to own this