Older Than You Now
by Barb Marlowe · Rock › Pop Rock · Made with Mureka · 0 plays
Style
soft rock, pop rock, acoustic, nostalgic, wistful
Prompt
dreamy folk rock, smoky female contralto, hypnotic minor guitar riff, soft cowbell pulse, Rhodes, lush reverb
Lyrics
Mm, mm, mm... Fog rolls in on the salt marsh grass, November dusk, the light gone thin. I bring a thermos, I bring your jacket, The sleeves hang past my hands, Still smells like smoke and sea-wet sand. I call your name out across the reeds Like supper's ready, like come on home. Hey, it's me, I'm older than you now, Older than you now, older than you now. Gray at my temple, lines on my brow, I'm older than you now. Tide slips out and the herons go still, I pour you a cup and let it go cold. Tell you Mama sold the house, Tell you I still sing your half of the song, Say it plain, like it's any old day. You stopped at seventeen, I kept on going, Didn't ask me, the years just came. Hey, it's me, I'm older than you now, Older than you now, older than you now. Your little sister's got your laugh somehow, I'm older than you now. The porch light's off, the fog is thick, The cold comes up through the boards of the pier, And I would trade the whole gray sky for one more... Ooooh... I saved your seat. Hey, it's me, I'm older than you now, Older than you now, older than you now. Wearing your jacket, I take my bow, I'm older than you now. Older than you now... Say it back to me, soft as the tide. Goodnight, goodnight, I'm older than you now...