Garden Soil

[Chorus] This city rain falls on my window pane But in my hands, a different kind of stain It's garden soil, a scent I can't replace Mom's letter here, a memory's embrace [Verse] Unpacking boxes in the afternoon light A little piece of home, held ever so tight This cardboard crate, a portal to the past Where summer days were meant to always last I run my fingers through the earthy ground And hear the echo of a distant sound [Pre-Chorus] The streets outside are blurred and wet and gray Like paintings fading at the close of day But this small bag, it whispers to my soul Of fences, chickens, making spirits whole [Chorus] This city rain falls on my window pane But in my hands, a different kind of stain It's garden soil, a scent I can't replace Mom's letter here, a memory's embrace [Verse] I see the clothesline, sheets are hanging free Sun-bleached white, just like they used to be The smell of rain on freshly cut green grass A childhood moment, built to truly last I sit right down, the paper and the pen To send a part of me right back again [Pre-Chorus] The city's hum is just a distant drone Compared to whispers of the seeds I've sown This little packet, promises untold More precious now than silver or than gold [Chorus] This city rain falls on my window pane But in my hands, a different kind of stain It's garden soil, a scent I can't replace Mom's letter here, a memory's embrace [Bridge] I trace the fences in my mind's eye so clear The chicken coop, the laughter I still hear Each grain of dirt, a story it can tell Of simpler times, where everything felt well [Verse] The ink flows out, a river on the page Connecting worlds across this foreign stage I tell her 'bout the buildings tall and grand But miss the touch of soil within my hand This humble gift, a treasure I will keep While city dreams are buried in my sleep [Chorus] This city rain falls on my window pane But in my hands, a different kind of stain It's garden soil, a scent I can't replace Mom's letter here, a memory's embrace [Outro]