Track 8 of the album Horizon Songs · 2013
Ink Still Wet on the Morning
“Written in the chapel by lamplight, like the song says. It's about the nerve it takes to put a feeling on paper.”
classical crossover · choral pop · hymnody · 3:48
Lyrics
I wrote it by lamplight with a trembling hand Crossed out the first line, then the second, then the third Some things are too big for a tapping of keys They need a slow pen and the right kind of words I folded the paper in three, gently pressed Licked the flap closed with a wish and a prayer Walked to the postbox in the blue early light And whispered your name to the cold morning air Take it, take it, carry it far Every small letter is a star Ink still wet on the morning My heart is on the page Over hills and over rivers Through the rain and through the grey Ink still wet on the morning Every word is true Let it find its way across the world And let it find you I picture your doorway, the mat and the light The envelope landing with a whisper of sound You'll know by the loops of my looping old hand That I wrote with my heart on the ground Take it, take it, carry it far Every small letter is a star Ink still wet on the morning My heart is on the page Over hills and over rivers Through the rain and through the grey Ink still wet on the morning Every word is true Let it find its way across the world And let it find you Maybe you'll read it at the kitchen table Maybe you'll read it twice Maybe you'll keep it in a drawer for years Folded soft as paper kindness Ink still wet on the morning My heart is on the page Over hills and over rivers Through the rain and through the grey Ink still wet on the morning Every word is true Let it find its way across the world And let it find you Let it find you Oh, let it find you