Lyrics

Hot teardrops and cold compresses
Fever dream of my baby’s dresses
Thinking of what came before
Lying here wanting more
Memories that we were making
All the while time is taking
What he needs we’ll only guess
Hot teardrops and cold compresses

I see shouts, I hear flowers
I smell blinding light for hours
All my senses fall away
I’ve got nothing left to say

If I did you wouldn’t hear
I’m so sorry - glad you’re near
Speak to me and hold my hand
Tell me when this ship will land

In hot teardrops and cold compresses
Fever dream of my baby’s dresses
Thinking of what came before
Lying here wanting more
Memories that we were making
All the while time is taking
What he needs we’ll only guess
Hot teardrops and cold compresses

Socrates and Dave Thoreau
Walden Pond I feel your glow
Zevon said “enjoy each sandwich”
Now I get it, I can manage

Preacher chase me as I climb
Your wisdom ain’t worth a dime
Soon I’ll be across that line
Gonna burn one with John Prine

And hot teardrops and cold compresses
Fever dream of my baby’s dresses
Thinking of what came before
Lying here wanting more
Memories that we were making
All the while time is taking
What he needs we’ll only guess
Hot teardrops and cold compresses

So everybody’s got their time
And when the Lord decides it’s mine
Don’t grieve over a song unsung
Here it is - my will’s been done

Now I hear shouts
I smell flowers
I feel blinding love it’s ours
And as I pass I’ll hold your hand
Finally this ship will land

In hot teardrops and cold compresses
Fever dream of my baby’s dresses
Thinking of what came before
Lying here wanting more
Memories that we were making
All the while time is taking
What he needs we’ll only guess
Hot teardrops and cold compresses