Track 3 of the album Windowsill Weather · 2019
The Gate I Never Closed Behind Me
by Wren Hallett
“I left a garden gate open the morning I moved away, and I like to think it's still waiting. It's the song I'd play first for anyone who asks.”
singer-songwriter · pastoral folk · wistful folk · 3:29
Lyrics
I left the garden gate ajar The morning that I went away The latch was stiff, the hinge was sore And I had so little left to say My mother stood among the beans With soil upon her hands She didn't wave, she didn't call She understood, she understands So I never closed the gate behind me I left it open to the lane In case the wind or the weather Or I should find my way again There's a place that you still keep for me In the quiet of the grass And I never closed the gate behind me So the light could still pass Years went by on other streets In rooms with other views I'd dream the hinge was creaking And the roses wet with dew She wrote me every springtime About the frogs down by the pond And she never said come home to me She only said the gate is on So I never closed the gate behind me I left it open to the lane In case the wind or the weather Or I should find my way again There's a place that you still keep for me In the quiet of the grass And I never closed the gate behind me So the light could still pass Now I'm walking up the path Past the tulips and the stones And the gate swings out to greet me Like it knew I'd find my own Way back to the kitchen window To the kettle and the tea To the woman in the doorway Who is smiling back at me So I never closed the gate behind me I left it open to the lane In case the wind or the weather Or I should find my way again There's a place that you still keep for me In the quiet of the grass And I never closed the gate behind me And I'm home at last And I'm home at last