Paper Boat in the Brambles

[Intro]
[Verse]
The gravel crunches under boots
Autumn pulling at the roots
The bus is forty minutes late
I lean against the rusted gate
The air is tasting like the pine
Waiting for a moving sign
[Pre-Chorus]
The mist is hanging low
I’ve got nowhere to go
Watching gold leaves fall
To the creek’s soft call
[Chorus]
White paper in the thorns
Weathered by the storms
A little boat from years ago
Where the wild blackberries grow
It found a place to rest
Deep within the bramble’s chest
And I think I’m ready too
To start something new
[Verse]
I folded pages long ago
Sent them where the rivers flow
Ink has bled into the grey
But it didn’t wash away
Caught in vines and tangled wire
Dampened by the morning fire
My reflection in the stream
Waking from a heavy dream
[Pre-Chorus]
The mist is hanging low
I’ve got nowhere to go
Watching gold leaves fall
To the creek’s soft call
[Chorus]
White paper in the thorns
Weathered by the storms
A little boat from years ago
Where the wild blackberries grow
It found a place to rest
Deep within the bramble’s chest
And I think I’m ready too
To start something new
[Bridge]
The road stretches out so far
Past the fields and evening star
I don’t mind the heavy wait
Or the hand of quiet fate
I was looking for a sign
Now I see that it is mine
Small things hold the biggest weight
Opening the garden gate
[Hook]
Blackberry vines and paper lines
Blackberry vines and paper lines
Everything is right in time
Everything is right in time
[Chorus]
White paper in the thorns
Weathered by the storms
A little boat from years ago
Where the wild blackberries grow
It found a place to rest
Deep within the bramble’s chest
And I think I’m ready too
To start something new
[Post-Chorus]
Let it stay in the green
In the spaces in between
Like a secret never seen
Peaceful and serene
[Outro]