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Heartfelt thanks to Penny Streeter, quilter extraordinaire, for her story, which inspired this song.

lyrics

Quilt

You work the treadle and I’ll guide the square
you cut from pajamas that he used to wear.
I’ll thread the needle and we’ll sew the pane . . .

Stroke took my legs. He cared for me good.
Didn’t think he could. Always knew he would.
Remember that, my child, when you look for a man.

He built this house when your ma was two.
It was a thing to do, he said.
Was what he knew.
Come sit at my feet and give your gramma a hand, and

you work the treadle and I’ll guide the square, you
cut from pajamas that he used to wear.
I’ll thread the needle and we’ll sew the pane,
so I can sleep with something of him again.

Something of him
his skin had long rubbed soft.
Something of his
on this something of him rubbed off.
Something of him,
a cuff, a collar a seam.
Something of his,
that held him as he dreamed.
Something of him
sewn on a backing of grey
is something of yours
to hang on your wall, someday.

We know the light will fade
the colors gray.
Life’s just that way, a little everyday.
Threads come undone, and a patch will go bare.

But we hung this quilt on the day
before
she didn’t need it anymore.

You work the treadle, and we’ll sew the pane.

You work the treadle and I’ll guide the square,
you cut from pajamas that he used to wear.
I’ll thread the needle and we’ll sew the pane,

so I can sleep
with something of him
again.

credits

from The Mechanism, track released February 28, 2022
Mitch Goldwater: Words and Music, Voices, Guitar, Bass
Bob Rubin: Mandolin
Violet Doerksen-Goldwater: Background Vocals

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Mitch Goldwater

Mitch Goldwater started stirring syllables and song together as a tot, after he sat agog listening to John Lennon's words "flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup." Mitch went on to study and teach poetry writing (unlike Lennon, who, thankfully, did not). Nowadays he mostly crouches between song & poetry trying to fit the one into the other, right where he thinks they belong. ... more

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