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Left the coffee warm
on the counter top
Found your note
by the keys
These twelve-hour shifts
don't seem to stop
But your words
bring me to my knees
I heard your boots click
on the porch outside
Before the morning light could break
I kept our little kitchen
fire alive
Just waiting
for you to wake
Because it's not the mountaintops we climb
Or the promises in the dark
It's the quiet space we find in time And the routine in
our hearts
Let's take one more slow
turn around the floor
In the kitchen where we learned to love
(where we learned to love)
We build our walls of wooden beams and dust But we hold
them up
with simple trust
Because it's not the mountaintops we climb Or the promises in the
dark
It's the quiet space we find in time And the routine in
our hearts
Let's take one more slow
turn around the floor
In the kitchen where we learned to love
Just one more turn...
(just one more turn) In the quiet kitchen light
Goodnight, my
love