RAIN AND CHAMOMILE

Seven forty in the morning, keys in the bowl

Shoes by the heater, twelve hours on my soles

Everybody's waking up, I'm winding down

Kettle on the burner is the only sound

Scrubs in the hamper, hair in a knot

I held a lot of hands tonight, I'm holding what I've got

Rain and chamomile

Window cracked a little so the quiet feels real

Rain and chamomile

I gave the night away, now this part is mine to keep

Rain and chamomile

Steam on my glasses, blanket to my chin

Let the morning go on without me

I'm just now coming in

Room four asked me if the sun was out yet

I said "almost, baby," fixed her blanket, and I left

I carry that home and I set it on the shelf

Somebody's gotta tuck the nurse in, so I do it myself

Made it on my day off, it's still stuck in my head

Rain and chamomile

Window cracked a little so the quiet feels real

Rain and chamomile

I gave the night away, now this part is mine to keep

Rain and chamomile

Steam on my glasses, blanket to my chin

Let the morning go on without me

I'm just now coming in

Phone on silent

Curtains drawn

If you need me

I'll be back at dawn. The other one.

Rain and chamomile

Rain and chamomile

Mm, goodnight. Good morning.