Sport Coat at the Door
Verse 1
Heavy wood and marble floors, standing by those heavy doors
Pacific Union with my dad, wearing clothes that made me sad
I tried to check my burning coat, a sudden lump caught in my throat
"Only women do that here," they said and made the boundaries clear
So I put it back upon my frame, and walked right into the domain.
Chorus
Caught between the tailored lines and where I really live
Holding onto secrets that I didn't want to give
Looking for a quiet room where I could finally breathe
And leave that heavy jacket underneath the eaves.
Verse 2
Town and Country, visitors day, beside my mother I found my way
A women's club, a softer light, for the first time it felt so right
I sank into the cushions there, breathing in the open air
But looking over my own shoulder, keeping quiet as I got older
Afraid they’d find my secret out, afraid to get too comfortable.
Chorus
Caught between the tailored lines and where I really live
Holding onto secrets that I didn't want to give
Looking for a quiet room where I could finally breathe
And leave that heavy jacket underneath the eaves.
Bridge
I never made the trip up to the Bohemian Grove
To see the shadows hidden in that private redwood cove
Just a fleeting curiosity I never got to see
A rite of passage meant for him, but never meant for me.
Outro
Some doors I never opened.
Some rooms I left behind.
I left that sport coat at the door.
I don't need it anymore.
I found my place.
I found my home.