I remember when we would draw Orca whales all over your walls Pirouettes up and down the halls The world was big, I was so small On cloudy days, you poured us tea Milk and honey with chamomile There was no sickness it couldn't heal Or so I thought, as I sipped it with my meal Because of you, I write my songs You knew I had it in me all along At some point those memories Moved on to the hospital At first just some, then it was all Sterilized with alcohol We went for walks slowly in the leaves You talked nonsense, mind in the weeds There were doctors, there were IVs And then we sat silently and grieved Because of you, I write my songs You knew I had it in me all along At that time I thought this just was The way it is with the people you love They'd come around, you'd do fun stuff Then they'd fly off on the wings of a dove I still make tea kettle tea Hoping that you'll come home to me I dream of naps nestled in your knees It was your love that set me free