Letras
The paper sits upon the step
The messenger already gone
And Lillian sits next to it
And looks across the coming dawn
The type is bold enough to read
For eyes so tired and set with time
And Lillian cannot believe
The photograph and bold headline
She leaves the step and lights the stove
She heats the kettle, cracks the eggs
And from the porch the paper blows
It lifts and weaves and floats away
And Lillian she smooths her hair
She sits to rest her aching feet
And up the old and oaken stairs
Martha stirs and leaves a dream
She reaches out across the bed
And finds the sheets are tucked and cold
She calls aloud for Lillian
Her heart it beats and strains and slows
And Lillian she climbs the stairs
She hears her Martha's ragged breath
She lies beside her, calms her fears
It's alright darling you can rest
And long they lay there side by side
The breath of two becomes the one
And down the street the photo flies
Of Martha and of Lillian
Now the town it slowly wakes
Unrolls the paper, sits to read
The news it travels 'cross the state
Of hearts that struggle to be free
And from the front in love and tears
Lillian and Martha wave
The courthouse after fifty years
On their long awaited wedding day
Beyond the step the day begins
The heat it rises from the road
And down the stair comes Lillian
A promise kept, a band of gold