Dusty Houses
Whispers of Love and Dust: Laura Nickel's Melancholic Ode
Lyrics
You caught me sleeping in the front porch light
You found me asleep under the light on the front porch.
Tucked me in and you kissed me goodnight
You tucked me in and kissed me goodnight.
Driving past every highway, windows down
While driving past highways, the windows were down.
Now I only do that to drown out the sound
Now, I only open windows to drown out my longing for you.
Of missing you, spinning in your room
I miss you, and the memories of you in your room spin in my mind.
It's faded since when you were here
Those memories have faded since you were here.
Oh it's true an empty room won't make you disappear
It's true that an empty room won't make you disappear.
Do you feel the dusty houses whisper "I love you"?
Do you sense the affectionate messages from old, untouched homes?
Do you feel the dusty houses swear they're still with you?
Do you feel the old houses promising they're still by your side?
Do you feel, do you feel the dust
Can you feel the dust swirling around?
Echo through, echo through the front porch rust?
Does the echo of dust resonate in the rusty front porch?
Do you feel, do you feel the love?
Can you sense the love that remains?
Its comfort shows you just enough
Its comfort provides just enough solace.
You'd read each book, I'd pretend that I could too
You'd read books together, and I'd pretend to follow along.
Pick a page and sing some silly made-up tune
We'd pick a page and create silly, improvised melodies.
Those same old stories hang frozen on the shelf
Those familiar stories remain untouched on the shelf.
Melting moments I chose to leave unfelt
I chose not to experience those cherished moments.
If I hold my breath just enough I see you in your favorite chair
If I hold my breath, I can almost see you in your favorite spot.
A quiet grin you'd stand so tall and whistle off a joke just for fun
I remember your quiet grin, your stature, and playful jokes.
Do you feel the dusty houses whisper "I love you"?
Do you sense the declarations of love from the dusty houses?
Do you feel the dusty houses swear they're still with you?
Do the old houses assure you they're still there for you?
Do you feel, do you feel the dust
Can you feel the swirling dust?
Echo through, echo through the front porch rust?
Does the dust echo through the rusty front porch?
Do you feel, do you feel the love?
Do you sense the enduring love?
Its comfort shows you just enough
Its solace provides just enough comfort.
Do you feel, do you feel the dust
Can you feel the swirling dust?
Echo through, echo through the front porch rust?
Does the dust echo through the rusty front porch?
Do you feel, do you feel the love?
Do you sense the enduring love?
Its comfort shows you just enough
Its solace provides just enough comfort.
Do you feel, do you feel the dust
Can you feel the swirling dust?
Echo through, echo through the front porch rust?
Does the dust echo through the rusty front porch?
Do you feel, do you feel the love?
Do you sense the enduring love?
Its comfort shows you just enough
Its solace provides just enough comfort.
Do you feel, do you feel the dust
Can you feel the swirling dust?
Echo through, echo through the front porch rust?
Does the dust echo through the rusty front porch?
Do you feel, do you feel the love?
Do you sense the enduring love?
Its comfort shows you just enough
Its solace provides just enough comfort.
Do you feel the dusty houses whisper "I love you"?
Do you sense the affectionate messages from old, untouched homes?
Do you feel the dusty houses swear they're proud of you?
Do you feel the old houses expressing pride in you?
Oh, do you feel?
Oh, can you feel?
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