Candlelight & Pumpkin

The kitchen light is low and soft;

A pumpkin grins upon the sill;

I hear the wind begin to loft;

While every other sound is still;

Safe inside this amber glow;

Watching seasons come and go;

The porch light hums a quiet tune;

Underneath the copper moon;

Safe inside this amber glow;

Where the heavy spirits go;

The porch light hums the quiet tune;

Underneath the copper moon;

The cedar logs begin to pop;

An old wool blanket on my knees;

The ticking clock will never stop;

Or mind the rustle of the trees;

Safe inside this amber glow;

Watching sevens come and go;

The porch light hums a quiet tune;

Underneath the copper moon;

Safe inside this amber glow;

Where the heavy spirits go;

The porch light hums the quiet tune;

Underneath the car for more;

I see your face in candle smoke;

A photograph from ′89;

The gentle words you once spoke;

Are resting in this glass of wine;

Safe inside this amber glow;

Watching seasons come and go;

The torch that hums a quiet tune;

Underneath the cabron moon;

Safe inside this amber gold;

Where the heavy spirits go;

Porch light hums a quiet tune;

Underneath the copper moon;

Just a copper moon;

Keep the candles bright;

Rest your head tonight;

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh;