[Intro, Slow Organ Chord + Blues Guitar] (Mmm-hmm… Lord...) Like looking through a keyhole... back at what broke me [Verse 1, Soulful Slow Swing] I see Mama’s dress on the line Swayin’ like she did when she laughed that time I see my brothers, runnin’ through the haze But their faces fade, like forgotten plays Papa’s chair still creaks in my mind Though he left when I was just nine And the kitchen smelled of cornbread and rage All soft and sour, on the very same page [Chorus, Gritty Organ and Rising Voice] Pinhole memories — shadows in a frame They flicker and fall, but they never say my name Blurry like smoke through a Sunday hymn Holdin’ on to ghosts I’ll never see again [Verse 2, Slow Blues Guitar and Backing Vocals] He was soft as summer, and bold as brass Left me letters, tucked in broken glass No dog tags, no photos, just a war-torn prayer And the scent of jungle rain still hangs in the air They said he fought for the red, white, and blue But none of them looked like me or you And this country’s changed its face, they say But truth be told, it still turns away [Chorus, Deep Soulful Cry] Pinhole memories — shadows in a frame They flicker and fall, but they never say my name No picture of him to hold in the night Just dreams that curl up and die with the light [Bridge, Spoken Over Soft Instrumental] I got no snapshot to press to my chest... No proof he ever held me when I wore my Sunday best But I remember... His hands, warm and wide And the promise he whispered the day he died [Final Chorus, Full Soul Band Swell] Pinhole memories — nothin’ ever stays Just circles of light and too many grays The world keeps spinnin’, cold and the same And I’m still here, whisperin’ his name [Outro, Guitar Fade and Final Line] (Pinhole love… never quite came…) (But Lord, I saw it… all the same)
