Bramley River Road

Everything hit home to me

The day I drove you down

To Bramley River Road

Somehow we found the time to talk

When you weren't sleeping off the morphine

And the cannabidiol

You said, "Have you heard the good news?

I said no to the doctors

And the doctors all agreed

I told them, 'No more radiation

No more operations

And no chemotherapy'"

At night I'd helped you up and the stairs

Of the old farmhouse

Down at Bramley River Road

And after you would go to bed

I'd talk to my stepsister

Who owned the place at Bramley River Road

And I'd say, "Have you heard her news?

She said no to the doctors

Apparently the doctors all agreed

She told them, 'No more radiation

No more operations

And no chemotherapy'"

So we'd lay out on the daybeds

And read our novels in the afternoons

At Bramley River Road

And we'd watch birds fly down to drink the water

From the birdbath in the garden

At Bramley River Road

And I'd think, is it really good news?

What you told your doctors

And did the doctors really all agree?

'Cause if there's no more radiation

No more operations

And no chemotherapy

Where does that leave you and me?