For anyone who was curious or who asked, I have written down the words from the song that Satchel and I wrote.
Words from Her
Feelings captured in a thousand words,
I feel them in the words from her,
She wrote love letters in the way she spoke,
She spoke her mind every line,
So when the tea gets cold,
And you're afraid to brave it on your own,
It's those
Kitchen conversations, talking about life's frustrations,
I still hold a piece of you there,
You're in the air, I can feel you in the trees,
Cause you raised them and they raised me,
You're in the setting sun, in the Hudson on and on,
And your tide reminds me to breathe deep,
Now that the sun has set,
And we've made our memories that we have kept,
Still beyond that hill,
There's a road left untraveled,
I don't know where, but I'll see you there,
For the stories we'll unravel
So when the tea gets cold,
And you're afraid to brave it on your own,
It's those
Kitchen conversations, talking about life's frustrations
I still hold a piece of you there
You're in the air,
I can feel you in the trees,
Cause you raised them and they raised me,
You're in the setting sun, in the Hudson on and on,
And your tide reminds me to breathe deep,