Track 3 of the EP Kitchen Drawer Hymns · 2020
Folded Clothes and Folded Hands
“The laundromat on Fifth and Main is a lighthouse in the rain. I did my own washing there for most of that spring.”
country · laundromat country · hopeful twang · 4:13
Lyrics
Midnight on the corner of Fifth and Main The laundromat's a lighthouse in the rain I came in with a basket and a heavy heart Figured clean clothes might be a decent start There's an old Greek lady, hands like warm bread Showed me how to fold, and then she said Honey, you can't iron out what's already worn But you can fold it neat and face the morn Folded clothes and folded hands Little prayers and little plans Wash the worry, hang it dry Wave the whole sad day goodbye Warm as toast and soft as down I'm a little brighter in this town A boy in a hoodie reads his book aloud To his sister, in the dryer's rolling cloud The night clerk hums an old gospel tune Under the buzz of the flickering moon Folded clothes and folded hands Little prayers and little plans Wash the worry, hang it dry Wave the whole sad day goodbye Warm as toast and soft as down I'm a little brighter in this town Everything I own is in this bag Every stitch a story, every thread a snag But a heart can mend with a little time And a stranger's kindness, and a dime Folded clothes and folded hands Little prayers and little plans Wash the worry, hang it dry Wave the whole sad day goodbye Warm as toast and soft as down I'm a little brighter in this town I'm a little brighter in this town Warm clothes, warm hands, and I'm homeward bound