Lyrics
Inspired by a conversation I heard about someone describing the last time someone would hear their name spoken by a loved one.
LYRICS:
Honeycomb Waltz - July 2018 - Jeff Raught
You’ll say my name for the very last time.
I’m not worried at all.
I know where I’ll keep the sound of your voice.
Safe in the old honeycomb.... Sweet honeycomb.
Verse 1:
Our stories unfold, some we hold,
onto longer than we should, we know..we all know.
Verse 2:
Your hands let go, your heart already knows.
The rope burns will heal, with time….it takes time.
Bridge:
It’s easier said than done.
Sometimes you feel like a worn out cliche drying up in the sun.
You think you lost? Maybe you’ve won.
INSTRUMENTAL
Verse 3:
I want to tuck some away,
(but) not out of my reach.
There when I need them
For that day…..someday
When you say my name for the very last time.
I won’t be worried at all.
I know where I’ll keep all the things that you are.
Safe in the old honeycomb
Sweet honeycomb.