This is the song I wrote when Frankie was in her first coma. One of the nurses told me she couldn't hear me and I should go home and wait there. I'm afraid I may well have driven them mad as day after day I sang this song to her. When she woke up, she asked the nurses if someone was singing. I'm sure I could hear their eyes rolling from my hotel room because I'd been torturing them for days. I didn't care, though. I knew she could hear me. Her elevated heart rate would slow, her breathing would settle and she just looked like she was sleeping when I sang to her. No furrowed brow, no shifting in the bed.
It gave me hope. When she was recovering from her TBI, we would talk every night. And usually, it would end with her requesting this song.
Everything's Gonna Be Alright
I can't sleep
You used to say to me at night
Then you'd come in on little feet
Steal my covers away from me
I'd say everything's gonna be alright
And you used to wait for me at night
To come chase the monsters from your room
You'd say would you stay with me a while?
And could you sing for me tonight?
I'd sing everything's gonna be alright
And I don't know what tomorrow brings
And I can't make it go away
I can only be the one
To wait the night out 'till the sun
Saying everything's gonna be okay
So I'll stay and watch you while you sleep
Here in the darkness of this night
But I know this must be true
God is watching over you
And everything's gonna be alright
I know in my heart this must be true
God is watching over you
And everything's gonna be alright
