Track 2 of the EP Piano on the Porch · 2022
Packing Boxes, Piano on the Porch
“Boxes to the door and a piano on the porch, waiting to be let in. Moving house is mostly just hope with a deposit.”
jazz ballad · hopeful ballad · church-hall piano · 3:04
Lyrics
Boxes stacked up to the door Keys still strange in my hand New town's got a quiet sound I'm not sure I understand Then a neighbour came across the lawn Said I heard you hum last night Play me something on that old upright I'll bring the supper light Piano on the porch, evening falling slow Strangers on the steps, and the lamps aglow I thought I'd start from nothing But look who came to hear Home is where the music is And someone's standing near Soup in a pot and a loaf of bread Children sitting on the stair I play a tune that I've known for years And the whole street's listening there I was lonely in the boxes I was lonely in the dark Now a song has lit the porch And a little town has heart Piano on the porch, evening falling slow Strangers on the steps, and the lamps aglow I thought I'd start from nothing But look who came to hear Home is where the music is And someone's standing near Someone's standing near Home is here