Dim Distant Porch Lights
๐ต 319 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:01 duration
๐ ID: 4165510
๐ Lyrics
The fire was dead; it looked black on the ground
He pulled on his muddy shoes and went to gather wood
Blowing on his cupped hands, so cold
It could be November; it could be later
He got a fire going, and walked out to the edge of the woodlot
And stood looking over the countryside
The dead fields
A barn in the distance
He pulled on his muddy shoes and went to gather wood
Blowing on his cupped hands, so cold
It could be November; it could be later
He got a fire going, and walked out to the edge of the woodlot
And stood looking over the countryside
The dead fields
A barn in the distance
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.24] The fire was dead; it looked black on the ground
[00:04.79] He pulled on his muddy shoes and went to gather wood
[00:08.33] Blowing on his cupped hands, so cold
[00:12.98] It could be November; it could be later
[00:17.41] He got a fire going, and walked out to the edge of the woodlot
[00:21.06] And stood looking over the countryside
[00:23.75] The dead fields
[00:26.46] A barn in the distance
[00:30.92]
[00:04.79] He pulled on his muddy shoes and went to gather wood
[00:08.33] Blowing on his cupped hands, so cold
[00:12.98] It could be November; it could be later
[00:17.41] He got a fire going, and walked out to the edge of the woodlot
[00:21.06] And stood looking over the countryside
[00:23.75] The dead fields
[00:26.46] A barn in the distance
[00:30.92]