The Things I Almost Missed by Bubba Patrick

[Chorus]
Oh, the things I almost missed:
A hand to hold, an ordinary kiss,
A dog asleep beside the door,
A quiet song through a screen door.
I was looking for a life somewhere beyond all this,
While life was in the little things
I almost missed.

[Verse 2]
There was a question in a tired friend's eyes,
I said, 'Maybe later,' and I kept on by;
Then I turned around and pulled up a chair.
Sometimes the kindest thing is just to stay there.
We talked until the moon showed through,
Nothing was fixed, but we both knew:
There are gifts you never see
Till you give somebody time.

[Harmonica solo: fragile wistful melody over one Martin guitar's G6 – Bm7 – Cadd9 – D7]

[Bridge: drop to one very soft fingerpicked guitar, solo voice]
You can't keep the morning in a jar,
Or bring the evening back by wishing hard.
But you can set the work aside,
And see who's sitting by your side.
A little light, a little grace,
And time enough to notice a face.

[Verse 3]
Now I still lose track of what I planned,
Still let the hours slip right through my hands;
But sometimes when the world gets loud,
I put the phone down, look around.
The sky is changing, someone's near,
There's music only stillness lets you hear.
And I don't need another reason
Just to be here.

[Final Chorus: one voice and guitar, harmonica replying in the gaps]
Oh, the things I almost missed:
A hand to hold, an ordinary kiss,
A porch light shining through the mist,
A thousand little moments just like this.
I was looking for a life somewhere beyond all this;
Thank God I stopped and saw the things
I almost missed.

[Spoken outro — soft single guitar chord]
Every song tells a story.
Keep your heart right and your porch light on.
And all is well.

[Final: gentle harmonica breath and lone G6 Martin guitar arpeggio; natural silence]

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[Intro: single six-string acoustic guitar fingerpicked G6 – Bm7 – Cadd9 – D7; soft lonely harmonica two-note sigh] [Verse 1] There was a sunset on the kitchen wall, A little gold where the shadows fall; I walked right past it, thinking of a list Of things I had to do and things I might have missed. Then a voice said, 'Come and look outside,' And there it was, the whole big sky. For a minute all my plans stood still; The evening didn't ask me for a thing. [Chorus] Oh, the things I almost missed: A hand to hold, an ordinary kiss, A dog asleep beside the door, A quiet song through a screen door. I was looking for a life somewhere beyond all this, While life was in the little things I almost missed. [Verse 2] There was a question in a tired friend's eyes, I said, 'Maybe later,' and I kept on by; Then I turned around and pulled up a chair. Sometimes the kindest thing is just to stay there. We talked until the moon showed through, Nothing was fixed, but we both knew: There are gifts you never see Till you give somebody time. [Harmonica solo: fragile wistful melody over one Martin guitar's G6 – Bm7 – Cadd9 – D7] [Chorus] Oh, the things I almost missed: A hand to hold, an ordinary kiss, A dog asleep beside the door, A quiet song through a screen door. I was looking for a life somewhere beyond all this, While life was in the little things I almost missed. [Bridge: drop to one very soft fingerpicked guitar, solo voice] You can't keep the morning in a jar, Or bring the evening back by wishing hard. But you can set the work aside, And see who's sitting by your side. A little light, a little grace, And time enough to notice a face. [Verse 3] Now I still lose track of what I planned, Still let the hours slip right through my hands; But sometimes when the world gets loud, I put the phone down, look around. The sky is changing, someone's near, There's music only stillness lets you hear. And I don't need another reason Just to be here. [Final Chorus: one voice and guitar, harmonica replying in the gaps] Oh, the things I almost missed: A hand to hold, an ordinary kiss, A porch light shining through the mist, A thousand little moments just like this. I was looking for a life somewhere beyond all this; Thank God I stopped and saw the things I almost missed. [Spoken outro — soft single guitar chord] Every song tells a story. Keep your heart right and your porch light on. And all is well. [Final: gentle harmonica breath and lone G6 Martin guitar arpeggio; natural silence]

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