Track 1 of the album The Long Way Home · 2013
The Light Next Door
“Eleven years of nodding across a garden wall, and then they moved away. It's still the saddest thing I know about being neighbours.”
acoustic · neighbourly folk · hushed acoustic · 3:39
Lyrics
Eleven years of bins on Thursday A nod across the garden wall I know the sound of your back door closing I never learned your name at all Your curtains change with every season Yellow in spring and grey in rain I've watched your lamp go on at evening And felt less lonely just the same There's a light next door, a light next door Somebody's there and I'm not alone We've never said much more than hello But I'd know if your window went dark There's a light next door You left a parcel on my doorstep Wrong house, I guess, but it was kind I wrote a note and then I tore it And left it somewhere in my mind Maybe tomorrow I'll knock politely Maybe I'll bring a loaf of bread Maybe we'll sit and learn each other All the things we haven't said There's a light next door, a light next door Somebody's there and I'm not alone We've never said much more than hello But I'd know if your window went dark There's a light next door Thursday comes, I wheel the bin out And I lift my hand and wave You lift yours, and that's a beginning Of something small and brave