Text: Antlers. Hospice. Kettering.

i wish that i had known
in that first minute we met
the unpayable debt that i'd owe you

cause you'd been abused
by the bold and refused
and you hired me to make up for that

walking in that room
when you had tubes in your voice
they're singin' morphine alarms
out of tune

they had you sleeping and eating
and i didn't believe them
when they called you
a hurricane tundercloud

while i was checking vitals
i suggested a smile

you didn't talk for a while
you were freezing

you said you hated my tone
it made you feel so alone
so you told me
i had to be leaving

but something kept me standing
by that hospital bed
i should've quit but instead
i took care of you

you made me sleep all uneven
and i didn't believe them
when they told me that there
was no saving you