Fifty, the Quiet House

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Verse

There's a silence in the morning and it's sitting on the stair
And the bedrooms at the end of it are rooms where nobody went
Or they went and then they grew up and they left, and they were meant
To go out, and I'm not sorry, and I'm mostly quite content
Oh the house is very clean now, which is not a compliment
And I'm fifty and I'm healthy and I've still got all my hair
And I still know how to fix things and I'm still completely there
It's just nobody has needed me since March, and I'm aware

Chorus

It's okay, it's okay
There's a telephone that's going to ring with somebody in need
There's a neighbour and a nephew and a garden full of seed
There's a whole entire decade that you haven't got to read
Oh I promise you, I promise you, you're wanted, guaranteed
It's okay, it's okay
You are early, you are early, that is all, and that's okay
And the rest of it is coming, it is coming, it's on its way

Verse

I went over to my father's and I sat there on my own
And he didn't know the year and he was cheerful anyway
And he told me about fishing and he told it twice that day
And I listened both the times and I would listen either way
Oh I drove home in the evening and I didn't have to say
Anything to anybody, and the radio was on
And I cried a little bit about a thing that isn't gone
And I made it to the driveway and the porch light was still on

Chorus

It's okay, it's okay
There's a telephone that's going to ring with somebody in need
There's a neighbour and a nephew and a garden full of seed
There's a whole entire decade that you haven't got to read
Oh I promise you, I promise you, you're wanted, guaranteed
It's okay, it's okay
You are early, you are early, that is all, and that's okay
And the rest of it is coming, it is coming, it's on its way

Bridge

It gets quiet and it's going to get a little quieter still
And you'll think that's how it ends, and there is more, there's so much more
There's a person who moves in next year and knocks upon your door
There's a grandchild, or a dog, or just a Tuesday you adore
Oh the house is not the ending, it's a hallway to a door
And you'll fill it, and you'll fill it, and you're going to, and you will
Not the way you thought you'd fill it, but you're going to, and it's still
Going to be a life you're glad of, and I promise you it will