Ghosts Don’t Leave, They Sing

The kettle's on, the porch light glows

Old boots, crowds, stepping stones

A laugh breaks free before the door

And every heart remembers more

They come in songs, they come in names

With shining eyes and weathered frames

Bringing back the favorite tales

Let it ride the wind and fill the rail

Oh, sing them home, sing them near

Turn quiet into cheer

Let the morning learn the tune

'Til the whole night looms

Oh, sing them home, singing near

They are here, they are here

In our laughter and our hands

In the firelight where we stand

Grandma's story, uncle's joke

Cousin's grin and the apple's smoke

Every memory finds a seat

By the rhythm of our feet

What was heavy lips and sway

When we call their names and pray

Nothing loved is ever gone

When we raise it up in song

Oh, sing them home, sing them fear

Turn the mourning into cheer

Let the sorrow find a place

In the smile on everything

So sing them home, sing them near

They are here, they are here

In our laughter, in our hands

We become a living chorus standing