Falling Leaves

[Verse 1]\nThe coffee's getting colder on the nightstand by the bed\nAnd all the words we didn't say are spinning in my head\nThe morning light is tracing patterns on the hardwood floor\nI've never felt this kind of quiet in this house before\n\n[Chorus]\nAnd it's a long way down from where we used to stand\nHolding on to shadows with a trembling hand\nJust the hum of the highway and the wind through the eaves\nAnd the soft, heavy sound of the falling leaves\n\n[Verse 2]\nI found a photograph of us from seven years ago\nBack when the fire was burning high and time was moving slow\nYou had that crooked smile that always made me lose my way\nNow it's just a memory fading into shades of gray\n\n[Chorus]\nAnd it's a long way down from where we used to stand\nHolding on to shadows with a trembling hand\nJust the hum of the highway and the wind through the eaves\nAnd the soft, heavy sound of the falling leaves\n\n[Bridge]\nMaybe we were meant to bend until we finally broke\nWatching all our promises go up in silver smoke\nBut I'll keep the guitar tuned and I'll keep the porch light on\nEven if I'm singing to the ghost of someone gone\n\n[Chorus]\nAnd it's a long way down from where we used to stand\nHolding on to shadows with a trembling hand\nJust the hum of the highway and the wind through the eaves\nAnd the soft, heavy sound of the falling leaves\n\n[Outro]\nFalling leaves...\nJust the wind through the eaves...\n[Instrumental Outro]\n[End]