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He lives out past the cotton road
With a fence line and a faithful load
Coffee on the woodstove, boots by the door
Sun on the tin roof, dirt on the floor
Matilde waved from the next fence line
Said, come to supper, you’ve got time
He tipped his hat, said, I’d be glad
That was the first good chance he’d had
She set two plates by the window glass
Cornbread hot and a little red mash
He felt his old heart move from stone
Like something in him found a home
Matilde, Matilde
You called him in
Matilde, Matilde
And life began again
Not boys, not boys
Still love so wide
As big and beautiful
As the blue sky
She brought him peaches in a mason jar
A stitched-up sleeve for the shirt he wore
Left a note by his saddle seat
Said, eat your fill, then come take a seat
She knew the way he took his tea
How to mend a tear, how to let him be
With every small kind thing she gave
John stood up straighter, smiled and stayed
She laughed like rain on a dry July
He watched that shine come back to his eyes
A little more warm in the way he spoke
A man can blossom from a single note
Matilde, Matilde
You called him in
Matilde, Matilde
And life began again
Not boys, not boys
Still love so wide
As big and beautiful
As the blue sky
Now the porch light holds them close
Two hands folded, two quiet ghosts
He says, I thought I’d grown too old
She says, love don’t ask how old
And the night rolls soft over the fields
With every wound in him starting to heal
No need to name what only hearts can know
It’s enough that John can finally glow
Matilde, Matilde
You called him in
Matilde, Matilde
And life began again
Not boys, not boys
Still love so wide
As big and beautiful
As the blue sky
Blue sky over the ranchland
Blue sky over John
Matilde by the kitchen door
And the hurting days are gone
