
[Instrumental Intro] (Ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh) Last time I saw you was under black cloth and lilies Your mama in that white box like winter bit the garden down to sticks She’d been fighting that slow fever the kind that eats the clock turns a strong room into a hallway and a hallway into a locked door You stood there with your jaw set like if you breathed too hard the whole church would crack I still hear your silence like a chain dragged soft on tile You kept your eyes on the floor but I knew that look same weather in your face as a storm that knows your name Her laugh used to shake the curtains shake the cups in the sink shake the bad luck loose from the corners of the week She’d talk big, pray small and leave the rest up to her hands tell a hard truth with a grin and make the truth sound kind Goddamn how I miss her Cause she didn’t give a fuck She’d spit on the cheap lies and still bless your lunch She loved like a porch light left on for the broke and late and if the night came hungry she made it sit and wait Rest your head, little river she’s in the current now Rest your head, little river she knows the way somehow Every scar she left in daylight turns to gold after dark Rest your head, little river she’s still holding your heart And you, you’re carrying that fire like it weighs a hundred pounds but it’s making you taller even when it bends you down I’ve seen the way you talk back to the world when it gets cruel like you learned her weather early and you wear it like a jewel When that wedding comes around she’ll be there in every chair in the steam on the windows in the salt in your hair In the bread, in the laughter in the empty spot that glows in the first dance, in the hands that let you know you’re home You’ll stand there and feel her in the room without a sound and I swear she’ll be proud now of the life you’re building now Rest your head, little river she’s in the current now Rest your head, little river she knows the way somehow Every scar she left in daylight turns to gold after dark Rest your head, little river she’s still holding your heart

