One Glove on the Chain-Link Fence

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Intro: a cappella voice alone for four bars, huge reverb tail, no instruments

Blue wool on the wire
Left hand, size small
Tuesday's rain went sideways
It never did fall

Verse

Thumb worn thin at the seam
One finger knitted long
A loose end curling loose
Four weeks up there strong

Verse

A hole where the pocket was
Fifty pence and lint
The chain-link holds it open
Palm up, on the bent wire's glint

Chorus

One glove on the chain-link fence
One glove, and no one comes
One glove on the chain-link fence
Warm hand somewhere, running

Verse

I built a hand to fill it
Nails bitten, ink on the wrist
Nine-forty, the bus already moving
The other glove missed

Verse

Grabbed the rail with the bare one
Cold metal, then a warm seat
Breathed a circle on the window
Watched the wet street

Chorus

One glove on the chain-link fence
One glove, and no one comes
One glove on the chain-link fence
Warm hand somewhere, running

Bridge

Nobody's come for it
Not once, not in weeks
And that's the good part —
Somebody got busy
Somebody got kissed
Somebody had better hands
To hold than this

Verse

Lamps come on one at a time
Down the length of the road
The wool goes navy, then grey
Then a shape, then nothing showed

Chorus

One glove on the chain-link fence
One glove, and no one comes
One glove on the chain-link fence
Warm hand somewhere, running

Outro

Blue wool on the wire
Left hand, size small
Keep it
No one's going to call