The story behind this song
For thirteen years he knew the engine from three streets out — ears up, tail drumming, muddy paws on the windowsill by 5:15. The nose-print smudges are still up there on the glass. He stole a sandwich off the counter once and looked too proud to scold. Toward the end the muzzle grayed and the run became a sway, but he still made the window every day.
Now the driveway's bright and nobody's at the glass. For the owner who can't look at that window yet — the waiting is finally over, and the love never needed to wait at all.
Lyrics
Five-fifteen, the driveway's bright
Nobody's at the window tonight
Nobody's at the window tonight
You knew my engine from three streets out
Ears up, tail drumming on the couch
Muddy paws on the windowsill
Nose-print smudges — they're up there still
Thirteen years of five-fifteens
You made coming home the best part of me
Ears up, tail drumming on the couch
Muddy paws on the windowsill
Nose-print smudges — they're up there still
Thirteen years of five-fifteens
You made coming home the best part of me
The hardest part of any day
Is the window with no face
Is the window with no face
Good boy, rest easy now
No more waiting at the glass
You did your job — you loved me loud
From the first day to the last
The door will hear me coming home
And miss your thunder down the hall
Good boy, rest easy
You were the best part of it all
No more waiting at the glass
You did your job — you loved me loud
From the first day to the last
The door will hear me coming home
And miss your thunder down the hall
Good boy, rest easy
You were the best part of it all
You stole a sandwich off the counter once
Looked so proud I couldn't even fuss
You guarded thunderstorms from underneath my bed
We protected each other — that's what we never said
Your muzzle grayed, your run became a sway
But you still made the window every day
Looked so proud I couldn't even fuss
You guarded thunderstorms from underneath my bed
We protected each other — that's what we never said
Your muzzle grayed, your run became a sway
But you still made the window every day
The hardest part of any day
Is the window with no face
Is the window with no face
Good boy, rest easy now
No more waiting at the glass
You did your job — you loved me loud
From the first day to the last
The door will hear me coming home
And miss your thunder down the hall
Good boy, rest easy
You were the best part of it all
No more waiting at the glass
You did your job — you loved me loud
From the first day to the last
The door will hear me coming home
And miss your thunder down the hall
Good boy, rest easy
You were the best part of it all
Last week I came home quiet, late
And for half a breath, I swear I heard
Your tail against the windowpane
Maybe some things stay where they were happiest
Maybe you still hear the engine first
And for half a breath, I swear I heard
Your tail against the windowpane
Maybe some things stay where they were happiest
Maybe you still hear the engine first
Good boy, rest easy now
No more waiting at the glass
You did your job — you loved me loud
From the first day to the last
I'll leave your smudges on the pane
A little proof you knew my sound
Good boy, rest easy
The waiting's over now
No more waiting at the glass
You did your job — you loved me loud
From the first day to the last
I'll leave your smudges on the pane
A little proof you knew my sound
Good boy, rest easy
The waiting's over now
Five-fifteen
I still slow down on our street
For you
I still slow down on our street
For you
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