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[Verse 1] You left your blue mug by the kitchen sink A paper list with three things left to buy The morning train went rattling past the house And carried summer to the other side I found your scarf behind the bedroom door Still holding traces of the cedar chest I wore it walking down the county road To see if distance could undo the rest [Pre-Chorus] But every little mile remembers Every fence post, every bend And the old dog lifts his head at dusk As if you might come home again [Chorus] If I could send a letter through the branches I would tell you what the quiet finally knows Some goodbyes keep a room inside them Somewhere tender, somewhere close And when the first leaves turn to copper I still leave the porch light low Not because I’m waiting for the past Just because I learned to let it glow [Verse 2] The garden gate still leans toward the west The paint has peeled beneath the morning rain I planted basil where you taught me how And watched it rise through every kind of change Your sister calls on Sunday afternoon She asks me if I’m sleeping through the night I say the truth is getting easier But I still pause before I turn out the light [Pre-Chorus] There are names beneath the floorboards There are songs inside the walls And the heart can hold a whole lost season Without becoming lost at all [Chorus] If I could send a letter through the branches I would tell you what the quiet finally knows Some goodbyes keep a room inside them Somewhere tender, somewhere close And when the first leaves turn to copper I still leave the porch light low Not because I’m waiting for the past Just because I learned to let it glow [Bridge] I don’t need the road to bring you back I don’t need the years to disappear Love can change its shape and still remain A hand upon the shoulder when it’s needed here [Final Chorus] If I could send a letter through the branches I would tell you what the quiet finally knows Some goodbyes keep a room inside them Somewhere tender, somewhere close And when the first leaves turn to copper I will leave the porch light low Not because I’m waiting for the past But because I know the way love grows [Outro] The blue mug waits beside the window The evening settles soft and slow I close the door, I keep the light And let the living garden grow
