Old Man at the Window

It's late again. I can't tell which late.

Verse 1 Window faces the gas station sign Buzzing same color it was in 'sixty-nine Coffee's cold but the kettle ain't on I keep forgetting I'm alone alone Wife went where the wives go first Kids learned to call only when it gets worse House sounds like a clock that never asks Just keeps me honest with its little tasks

Chorus I count the streetlights They count me back A man at a window's His own almanac

Verse 2 Used to drive that road like I owned it whole Now the wheel just sits there next to my coat Whiskey's on the shelf where I left it last I don't drink to forget — I drink to outlast The dog's been gone for a quiet year Still I leave the porch light on out here For nobody. For the moths. For the past. For the muscle memory of what was last.

Chorus I count the streetlights They count me back A man at a window's His own almanac I count the streetlights They count me back A man at a window's His own almanac

Outro His own almanac

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