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Tom's Last Lullaby 1 by chantelle

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Tom's Last Lullaby 1 by chantelle - Folk Rock,male vocals music cover art

Tom's Last Lullaby 1

Folk Rock,male vocals

0:003:42
Lyrics
Description
(Verse 1)
Tom left his hat on the porch where the dusk leans into pine,
Chantelle folds the letter slow, the ink still drying with time.
He fought a quiet battle far from our sight,
He loved from a distance, kept the pain out of the light.
I can smell tobacco and coffee when the morning comes slow,
That chipted cup on the kitchen side, his small ritual that we'd know.
(Pre-Chorus)
Morgan traces his photo where his wrinkles and smile rests,
wiping away tears and thinking back on memories.
(Chorus)
Tom, your drum keeps time,
You keep our hearts in line.
Chantelle, Charlie, Morgan,— we carry what love you gave,
In the songs he loved and the mornings you made brave.
Tom, your drum keeps time,
You keep our hearts in line.
(Verse 2)
He used to say, "Mind the road, mind each other," with a grin,
He'd fix the fence at dawn, whistle low as the day begins.
He'd pour the coffee from that dented pot, hum two notes like a prayer,
A scent of tobacco in his hands, a small promise in the air.
He taught us how to carve a name, how to stitch a simple seam,
How to stand when the night gets heavy and how to honor every dream.
(Chorus)
Tom, your drum keeps time,
You keep our hearts in line.
Chantelle, Charlie, Morgan,— we carry what love you gave,
In the songs he loved and the mornings you made brave.
Tom, your drum keeps time,
You keep our hearts in line.
(Bridge)
There was that last summer he carved a tiny heart on the porch rail,
He said, "Keep this with you," like a whisper against the gale.
He fought that quiet distance, spoke brave though the miles grew wide,
Loving from afar, holding each of us inside.
(Verse 3)
We gathered by the red barn under a thin autumn sky,
Laid his jacket on a blanket, watched the smoke fold up and fly.
Chantelle softly sang the song he played all the time
Charlie folded maps of everywhere his restless spirit thrived.
Morgan counted steady footsteps as we walked the lane back home,
chantelle lit a single candle so his stories weren't alone or gone
(Final Chorus - Variation)
Tom, your drum keeps time,
You keep our hearts in line.
Four children standing closer now, holding tight what you taught us true,
In the tobacco-smoke mornings, in the small things that remind us of you.
Tom, your drum keeps time,
You keep our hearts in line.
(Outro)
Tom's drum hums on the porch where cedar shadows roam,
Chantelle, Charlie, Morgan, keep his rhythm close to home.