Track 9 of the album Houseplants for Company · 2024
The Evening Leans Against the Fence
by Wren Hallett
“The light goes thin and honey-gold across the neighbour's lawn. I wrote it sitting on the back step, leaning on the fence.”
singer-songwriter · pastoral folk · evening folk · 3:17
Lyrics
The light goes thin and honey-gold Across the neighbour's lawn The swifts have said their last hello And summer's nearly gone I sit out on the back step With my cold cup in my hand The hose is dripping slowly In the soft, forgiving land The evening leans against the fence And I lean back on it There's nothing that I need to do Except to watch it sit The day lets go, so gently now It hardly makes a sound The evening leans against the fence And I am safe and found Somewhere a window's open wide A radio plays low The smell of cut grass drifts across The way it used to, though I think of all the summers That I rushed right through And how this one is lingering Like it wants me to The evening leans against the fence And I lean back on it There's nothing that I need to do Except to watch it sit The day lets go, so gently now It hardly makes a sound The evening leans against the fence And I am safe and found One star, then another one The blue turns into grey I'll stay until the porch light hums And lets me go to stay The evening leans against the fence And I lean back on it There's nothing that I need to do Except to watch it sit The day lets go, so gently now It hardly makes a sound The evening leans against the fence And I am safe and found Safe and found Safe and found