The Trumpet Vine

Kate Wolf

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Tom:
A D The trumpet vine grew in the kitchen window
E A And bloomed bright orange on the wall
A D You sat in the morning light, holding A guitar
E A As the first summer rain began to fall
D A And like the gentle raindrops your words fell in the air
D A E Making things so clear as we quietly sat there
A Bm It reminded me of other times you had come before
E7 A And brought A song or just walked in through the kitchen door
A D Now it seems the truest words I ever heard from you
E A Were said at kitchen tables we have known
A D 'cause somehow in that warm room, with coffee on the stove
E A Our hearts were really most at home
D A Sitting at A table looking hard at you
D A E Catching up on stories of the things we'd tried to do
A Bm It seems we really said the most when we didn't talk at all
E7 A Let the songs speak for us like the sunlight on the wall.
A D Now as we come and go, in sunshine and in rain
E A Some years are seen more clearly than the rest
A D And if it weren't for kitchen songs and mornings spent with friends
E A We all might lose the things we love the best
D A I can see you sitting there beneath the trumpet vine
D A E The sunlight through the window in the kitchen in my mind.
A Bm You came when you were needed, I could not ask for more
E7 D Than to turn to find you walking through the kitchen door.
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