Whispering - Majestic Twelve

Sometimes you can hear it like a rhythm through the crickets 
And the hum of the cars as they motor towards the beach 
Hovering on the water like a ripple of the moon 
On an eight foot tide, and the lights of the Lumina 
Shine from the screen that they stuck up in the water 
Children stare at movie stars who float above the sea 
Tobacco barn smoke and a scary walk home 
Spanish moss blowing like bodies in the trees 
All the folks who loved this dirt still stay 
In the breeze and in the shadows, they live here 
They never go away 
And my Grandma's dad is out there 
Where the road turns into drawbridge 
Swinging his old lantern every time that there's a storm 
And that woman that he widowed 
That's my Mamaw all around us 
Making sure her babies are all proud, and strong, and warm 
And their pictures, they're not faded 
They're hung up and they're framed 
Staring down at children who are proud to wear their names 
And one day I will stand beside them whispering 
Whispering, whispering to you my love 
I grew up with the stories of the storms 
Rain in the house and an angry sea 
But they were country proud, country tough 
And Hazel only made it halfway up the bluff 
When the Depression hit they held on and fought 
They worked when they could and ate what they caught 
So this little piece of rundown land 
Is where I sleep, and pray, and stand 
All the ghosts, the marsh, the storms, and me 
We sleep in the azaleas 
We rise above and breathe 
And my Grandma's dad is out there 
Where the road turns into drawbridge 
Swinging his old lantern every time that there's a storm 
And that woman that he widowed 
That's my Mamaw all around us 
Making sure her babies are all proud, and strong, and warm 
And their pictures, they're not faded 
They're hung up and they're framed 
Staring down at children who are proud to wear their names 
And one day I will stand beside them whispering 
Whispering, whispering to you my love 
One day I will stand beside them whispering 
Whispering, whispering to you my love 
My family's whispering 
Richard and Jack, Austin and Joyce 
Snookie, Doris Ellen, all in one voice 
Mama and Dad, Jolyon and Bud 
Singing all night beside the Summer Rest mud 
Colin and Rachael, Amanda and Jay 
Firework nights and hide and seek days 
Mamac and Mamaw cooking in the kitchen 
All of us cousins crabbing and fishing