The screen door sighs at dawn Peaches on the sill Bare feet on the cool wood The air is kind and still Last moth on the porch light Folded in the gold I watch the yard turn copper Before the day gets bold Tell me where the hours go When the August wind is low Every little thing I know Slips like river stone Hold me in this morning (hold me in this morning) Don’t let it pass too fast (don’t let it pass too fast) Summer leaves a warm mark (warm mark, warm mark) In the shape of our last laugh Hold me in this morning (hold me in this morning) Let the sunrise take its time (sunrise take its time) I can feel forever In a half-finished sky Your shadow by the mailbox Long and soft and thin Even empty railroad ties Feel like they remember when Sun on the spider web Caught in the lilac bush I can almost hear that summer In the screen door when it shuts Tell me where the hours go When the August wind is low Every little thing I know Slips like river stone Hold me in this morning (hold me in this morning) Don’t let it pass too fast (don’t let it pass too fast) Summer leaves a warm mark (warm mark, warm mark) In the shape of our last laugh Hold me in this morning (hold me in this morning) Let the sunrise take its time (sunrise take its time) I can feel forever In a half-finished sky And if the tide pulls back We’ll still have sand on our hands The pear tree, the sparrows The way you said my name I’m learning how to keep What never wants to stay A little light in the window A little warmth in the grain Hold me in this morning (hold me in this morning) Don’t let it pass too fast (don’t let it pass too fast) Summer leaves a warm mark (warm mark, warm mark) In the shape of our last laugh Hold me in this morning (hold me in this morning) Let the sunrise take its time (sunrise take its time) I can feel forever In a half-finished sky Peach pit dawn Slow and sweet One more minute One more minute
