The Porch Light

The county road was empty

My hands were tired on the wheel

Five years gone behind me

And none of it felt real

I passed the boarded station

Where we used to count the trains

Then I saw our old white mailbox

Waiting in the rain

The house was smaller somehow

But the maple still stood tall

I remembered teenage anger

Burning holes into the walls

She never asked for sorry

She just kept the curtains drawn

And every time I wandered

That lamp kept holding on

I almost kept on driving Pride still heavy in my chest

But the porch light knew my name

Better

than all the rest (ahhhh)

There was a light left on for me

Burning soft above the door

No matter how far I ran

I was never lost for sure

Mama kept a place for me

Like a prayer upon the floor

I came home a broken man

And found I was hers once more (ohhhh)

I cut the engine quietly

Like a kid who broke a rule

Through the glass I saw her picture

Beside my old high school

I knocked once, then I froze there

With my suitcase in my hand

The door swung wide before me

Like she always had it planned (mama) There was a light left

on for me

Burning soft above the door

No matter how far I ran

I was never lost for sure

Mama kept a place for me

And I do not run no more

I came home a broken man

She called me son once more (ohhhh) She left the light on

for me

So I left the road behind (hummmm)