Track 7 of the album Overtime Pay · 2016
Thank You Note on the Stoop Rail
by Kane Rivers
“Radio low, window cracked, the block saying thank you without saying anything.”
rap · cosy rap · soulful hip hop · 3:07
Lyrics
Sunday afternoon and the block moves slow Radio low, got the window cracked a bit Smell of onions frying from the floor below Somebody's laughing, somebody's mopping, somebody's lit I'm writing thank-yous in my head today To the ones who never asked me for a thing The teacher who stayed after, the coach who'd say Get up, kid, you were born to sing Bus fare from my uncle folded in my palm Auntie's Sunday plate with a foil lid on Never had a lot but I never felt alone That's the kind of rich that don't fit on a phone Thank you, thank you, pass it on Sunday light on the stoop till dawn Thank you for the hands that held me up Thank you for the cup that never ran dry Say it loud or say it low Say it to the ones who let you grow Thank you, thank you, pass it on Sunday afternoon, I'm grateful, I'm gone Barber gave me credit when my pockets ran thin Landlady knocked twice with a pot of soup Old head at the corner taught me how to begin Said, don't chase the crowd, build your own loop Every verse I spit got a face behind it Every bar I wrote had a name I owed So here's a rhyme for the ones who signed it In the margins of the road Mama's got the quiet kind of pride Dad's got the nod that says I'm good Grandma's praying in the kitchen with the lights on low That's the reason I know where to go Thank you, thank you, pass it on Sunday light on the stoop till dawn Thank you for the hands that held me up Thank you for the cup that never ran dry Say it loud or say it low Say it to the ones who let you grow Thank you, thank you, pass it on Sunday afternoon, I'm grateful, I'm gone Write it on a napkin, tape it to a door Text it to the one you ain't texted before Gratitude's a muscle, make it sore Then do it some more Thank you, thank you, pass it on Sunday light on the stoop till dawn Thank you for the hands that held me up Thank you for the cup that never ran dry Say it loud or say it low Say it to the ones who let you grow Thank you, thank you, pass it on Sunday afternoon, I'm grateful, I'm gone Thank you, pass it on Sunday light, soft and warm