Counter Top Grace

[Intro]
[Verse]
Dust motes dance in the morning light
Friday shift is feeling right
Old Mr. Miller steps inside
With a jar he wants to hide
He leaves the summer on the wood
Peach preserves that taste real good
[Pre-Chorus]
It’s the little things I keep
While the rest of town’s asleep
Not much changes on this block
Just the ticking of the clock
[Chorus]
Rain is tapping on the tin
Let the honest day begin
Just a clerk behind the till
Watching time stand still
Honeyed heart and a steady hand
Living simple on this land
[Post-Chorus]
Counter top grace
In this dusty place
[Verse]
My phone is buzzing in my pocket
Like a little silver rocket
Sister’s calling from the coast
The one I miss the most
Hear her laughing on the line
Telling me she’s doing fine
[Chorus]
Rain is tapping on the tin
Let the honest day begin
Just a clerk behind the till
Watching time stand still
Honeyed heart and a steady hand
Living simple on this land
[Bridge]
The floorboards hum a low refrain
Washing out the tired pain
I don’t need the neon glow
I’ve got everything I know
In the seeds and in the grain
In the rhythm of the rain
[Solo]
[Chorus]
Rain is tapping on the tin
Let the honest day begin
Just a clerk behind the till
Watching time stand still
Honeyed heart and a steady hand
Living simple on this land
[Hook]
Counter top grace
In this dusty place
Counter top grace
Finding my own pace
[Outro]