Lyrics

Sun on the door and the sound of water
And I don’t know where I am
An old purple quilt in a room simply built
But I don’t know where I am
It seems to be morning
In some sort of cabin
I don’t know where I am
Then I hear the voices of both of my children
But I don’t know where I am

Oh mom
You’re walking through the door
Nobody knows what’s on the other side
I don’t think we’re ready and I can’t say goodbye
But you are half on the other side
Half on the other side

A place on the river
Where we always gather
Every august for years
Come with our children and now with their children
While the gray slipped into my beard
But my wife is changing
Time rearranging
Itself so she doesn’t know when
It takes her a moment to gather the present
We never know when it’ll slip away again

Oh dad
She’s walking through the door
Nobody knows what’s on the other side
I don’t think we’re ready and we can’t say goodbye
But she’s half on the other side