A Tissue Or Two

My mother believed
Among many things,
Baking soda and water
Could calm a bee sting.
That crackers and soup
Could heal fever and flu,
Cure the common cold
Or some heartbreaking news.

But mostly I recall
Her hand on my head
The smell of Vapo Rub
As she sat on the bed.
Love holds steady
And still rings true,
In a world where we all
Could use a tissue or two.

The rain fell hard
As we sat in that dive
You passed me a beer
And you told me you'd drive
Endings are tough,
But enough is enough
If I needed some help,
You'd stop by with your truck

But mostly I recall
Your hand on mine
Saying its gonna be alright
But its gonna take time
Yeah, love holds steady
And still rings true
In a world where we all
Could use a tissue or two

You never know when some flour and water
Or little bit of sweetness, is all the doctor ordered.
You never know how long a kindness might last,
Like a bell in the distance, or an echo from the past.

That's why I have crackers
And soup on the shelf,
Why I pack up a basket
And I bring it myself.
There's power in what passes
For humble and small,
Always shifting the balance
In spite of it all.

But mostly I recall
The counting of sheep
As the whole world went still
And I drifted to sleep.
Love holds steady
And still rings true,
In a world where we all
Could use a tissue or two.
Yeah, love holds steady
And still rings true,
In a world where we all
Could use a tissue or two.