Track 3 of the album Sunlit Porch · 2014
Rowing Out at Dusk
“My father's little boat is in this one. Posy's harmony on the chorus is the part that gets me every time.”
folk-pop · harmony folk · nostalgic folk · 3:27
Lyrics
My father kept a little boat Tied up beside the reeds He'd row us out when supper's done Past the lilies and the weeds The oars would drip like quiet bells The water turned to glass And all the day's loud worries Would just float off and pass So I'm rowing out at dusk With the slow gold sinking low Every stroke a little softer Every ripple saying go There's nothing here to carry But the evening and my breath I'm rowing out at dusk And the lake forgives the rest A heron lifts from the shallows Like a thought I almost had The far shore turns to lantern-lit The windows warm and glad I trail my hand through the cold clear And watch the circles spread Each one a thing I've let go of Each one a word unsaid So I'm rowing out at dusk With the slow gold sinking low Every stroke a little softer Every ripple saying go There's nothing here to carry But the evening and my breath I'm rowing out at dusk And the lake forgives the rest When I was young I thought That staying still was standing small Now I know the quiet water Is the biggest thing of all So I'll rest the oars a moment Let the boat drift where it may The stars are coming one by one To light the long way So I'm rowing out at dusk With the slow gold sinking low Every stroke a little softer Every ripple saying go There's nothing here to carry But the evening and my breath I'm rowing out at dusk And the lake forgives the rest Drip, drip, the oars keep time The lake forgives the rest