Lyrics

Verse 1

I found a button on the road bone-white, one thread still through the hole Someone lost it reaching for something and kept walking because the world is large

Chorus

I carry what the road lets go the weight is warm, the hand is full Found and kept and not my own the walk is the reason, the road is the pull

Verse 2

I found a feather grey and worn the edge gone soft from years of air The bird it left is flying somewhere or it isn't, and the feather doesn't care

Chorus

I carry what the road lets go the weight is warm, the hand is full Found and kept and not my own the walk is the reason, the road is the pull

Verse 3

I found a photograph bleached to sky two faces or one face twice or a face and a window. The sun took the rest leaving the shape of holding to this place

Bridge

And the light went gold and the light went amber and the road kept going past the last house and the bag got heavy and the hand got warm and the man on the wall said: *I see you* and the seeing was enough

Chorus

I carry what the road lets go the weight is warm, the hand is full Found and kept and not my own the walk is the reason, the road is the pull

Outro

The road doesn't end, it just forgets it was ever going anywhere I walk it anyway. The pocket's full. The hand is warm. I walk it anyway.