The Soft String

Verse 1

The letters on the table stay unopened

Months of them stacked in a pile

I trace the city on your side of the window

And wonder for a while

Pre-Chorus

And the years have a feather-light touch

But they move every photo a foot

Chorus

Hold the light where it lands

Keep the shape of your hand

Time walks quiet through the house

And I let it go out

Verse 2

The garden keeps the green you planted

Wants for nothing in the rain

I pour a second cup without thinking

Set it down again

Pre-Chorus

And the mornings are gentle and slow

But they go the same distance

Chorus

Hold the light where it lands

Keep the shape of your hand

Time walks quiet through the house

And I let it go out

Bridge

Mm-mm

The far hills keep their distance

The long road keeps its bend

While the soft string hums beneath it all

Waiting at the end

Mm-mm

Chorus

Hold the light where it lands

Keep the shape of your hand

Time walks quiet through the house

And I let it go out

(Let it go) out

(Let it go) out