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16, Maybe Less
Beyond the ridge to the left you asked me what I want
Between the trees and cicadas singing round the pond
I spent an hour with you, should I want anything else?
One grin and wink like the neon on a liquor store
We were 16, maybe less, maybe a little more
I walked home smiling, I finally had a story to tell
And now in autumn time, lullaby
sing our newborn love to sleep
My brother told me he saw you there
In the woods, morning on Christmas Eve
Waiting
I met my wife at a party when I drank too much
My son is married and tells me we don't talk enough
Call it predictable, yesterday my dream was of you
Beyond the ridge to the west the sun had left the sky
Between the trees and the pond you put your hand in mine
Said time has bridled it's bow,
but I remember you, too
And now in autumn time, lullaby
sing our newborn love to sleep
I dreamed that I traveled and found you there
in the woods, morning on Christmas Eve
waiting
He Lays in the Reins
One more drink tonight
as your gray stallion rests
Where he lays in the reins
For all of the speed and the strength he gave
One more kiss tonight
from some tall stable girl
She’s like grace from the earth
When you’re all tuckered out and tame
One more tired thing
the gray moon on the rise
When your want from the day
Makes you to curse in your sleep at night
One more gift to bring
we may well find you laid
Like your steed in his reins
Tangled too tight and too long to fight
(Iron & Wine with Calexico)
Burn That Broken Bed
Dead Man's Will
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