Clementine on a chipped white plate
Morning came in quiet and late
I peeled the sky with my thumbnail
Let the little bright thing exhale
For once I did not hurry
Something sweet can still be real
Even after all that steel
I am learning how to feel
Clementine, you made the morning soft
Orange light where I felt lost
Clementine, small and kind
You put a little yes back in my mind
Clementine, stay this bright
The sink was full, the room was grey
I had been living half awake
Then citrus oil on both my hands
Felt like a small returning plan
Simple as breathing
Something sweet can still be real
Even after all that steel
I am learning how to feel
Clementine, you made the morning soft
Orange light where I felt lost
Clementine, small and kind
You put a little yes back in my mind
Clementine, stay this bright
Maybe healing has no grand design
Maybe it is fruit and kitchen light
And not giving up tonight
Clementine, you made the morning soft
Orange light where I felt lost
Clementine, small and kind
You put a little yes back in my mind
Clementine, stay this bright
I can taste the day again
