Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse] Sun sinks behind the pine Everything is feeling fine Parlor strings begin to ring Hear the evening start to sing [Verse] Niece sat down upon the step A secret that we both kept Rabbit ears and a double knot Best lesson that I ever taught She smiled wide and ran away Made the most of Saturday [Pre-Chorus] No heavy clouds in sight Just a soft and amber light Everything is feeling right [Chorus] It’s the quiet that I keep Before the world goes to sleep In the golden hour glow Where the simple wonders grow Not a thing I’d change In this humble range [Verse] Miller brought the peach pie out Nothing left to fret about Silver hair and stories told Watching all the green turn gold Sweet syrup on a paper plate Man, it’s getting kind of late [Bridge] Found a stub in my old coat Like a long-lost tiny note First show back in Omaha The loudest thing I ever saw Now I prefer the cricket’s song Where I know that I belong [Verse] My denim jacket’s worn and thin Like the weathered skin I’m in But the pockets hold the years Wiping away the old-time fears Just a man upon a chair With a little silver in his hair [Chorus] It’s the quiet that I keep Before the world goes to sleep In the golden hour glow Where the simple wonders grow Not a thing I’d change In this humble range [Post-Chorus] Just the brush on the drum And the tune that I hum Yeah, the tune that I hum [Hook] Golden hour Quiet power [Outro]
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