Static Memories

The floorboards grown under my heavy feet;

Dust is dancing in the morning light;

I found a box of pictures by the seat;

Of that old chair where we sat every night;

It's been a long time coming;

Since I felt this way;

The memories are humming;

In the light of day;

It's been a long time coming;

It's been a long, long time coming;

My hands are rough from working in the clay;

My voice is deep;

Than they used to be;

I watch the seasons color every day;

And let the river take the best of me;

It's been a long time coming;

Since I felt this waste time fade;

The memories are humming;

In the light of day;

It's been a long time coming;

It's been a long time comin';

I don't mind the wrinkles on my face;

They're just a map of everywhere I've been;

There's a comfort in this quiet space;

Learning how to let the healing in;

It's been a long time coming;

Since I felt this way;

The memories are humming;

In the light of day, yeah;

It's been a long time coming;

Just a little bit of sorrow, I know;

In the light of day, yeah, yeah;

Long time coming;

Yeah, it's been a long time;

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah;

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah;

Oh yeah, oh yeah;