Lyrics
As I was following the road back to our house
Reflecting on the journey back to the speaker's home
Deeper than blue was the dusk through the trees
Describing the deep blue hue of the evening through the trees
With the last of the leaves clinging on like my mother's hand
Comparing the clinging leaves to the speaker's mother's hand
Cold as the sandpaper wind on my cheeks
Describing the cold and harsh wind on the speaker's cheeks
Over the river and under the railway
Traveling over the river and under the railway
Moon lighting silver the ribbon of road
Depicting the moonlight silvering the road
And the phone lines were whistling like my mother's breathing
Comparing phone lines' whistling to the speaker's mother's breathing
And my eyes were streaming
Expressing emotional tears in the speaker's eyes
There's a clock on my wall
Noting the presence of a clock on the wall
Sometimes I hear it in my dreams
Referencing the recurring sound of the clock in the speaker's dreams
But I won't be afraid of the changes a comin'
Facing upcoming changes with courage
While I know a love that is sure as the morning
Emphasizing a love that is as certain as the morning
There's a light in the clockhouse
Highlighting lights in the clockhouse, chapel, and hallway
A light in the chapel
Describing a light associated with an angel
A light in the hallway left on by an angel
Continuing to describe various lights in different places
And I creak up the stairs and I pause at the threshold
Pausing at the threshold before entering a room
To take off my boots and my clothes in the dark
Undressing in the dark after entering the room
With my nose like a fox and my skin like a chicken
Describing physical features while entering bed
I steal into my bed where it's warm as an oven
Entering a warm bed, simile to an oven
And you feel like the bread made in my mother's kitchen
Comparing the warmth to bread made in the speaker's mother's kitchen
And we're peaceful as a candle
Expressing the peacefulness of the moment
And the clock on my wall
Reiterating the presence of a clock on the wall
Sometimes I hear it in my dreams
Repeating the idea of hearing the clock in dreams
But I won't be afraid of the changes a comin'
Facing changes with courage due to a certain love
While I know a love that won't break with the dawn
Emphasizing a love that endures beyond the dawn
No, I won't be afraid of the darkness a comin'
Declaring the absence of fear in the face of impending darkness
No, I won't be afraid of the darkness a comin'
Reiterating the lack of fear despite the approaching darkness
While I know a love that's sure as the morning
Affirming the presence of a love as certain as the morning
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