From the recording Rewrite the Ending

Lyrics

Out Past Yesterday

I miss all the yellow houses
Filled with other people’s memories
I miss the trellis where Edie’s roses grow
I miss the raucous nights
Around the table in the big house
Making family out of folks that we don’t know

I miss the slow unwind of history
told in stories out on porches
in the afternoons when clocks are running slow
and the hot reveal of summer
as loons come in for a landing
in the stillness where the water lilies grow

Out past yesterday
Far beyond tomorrow
in the slow repeating always of the now

I miss the ripples on the surface
when wind rises in the evening
and the thunder clouds blow in above the lake
The leaves begin to tremble
as the children come in running
and the storm gods take whatever they can take

Out past yesterday…

I miss Bob driving us to dinner
taking curves upward of 60
Coltrane louder than the living in the van
I miss the silence of the night
when it’s hiding from the morning
the Milky Way so cool above the land

Out past yesterday
Far beyond tomorrow
in the slow repeating always of the now