Passing Paws Speak

Me and my cat,

we pass the doorway slow

You purr like bass,

I breathe a steady glow (mmm)

We pass the hall

like it’s a little parade

Your tail conducts the steps my worries made

I talk to you

in half a singing tone

You answer back and claim the place as home (mrrp)

Hold on—wait—your paws are counting time I follow close,

a simple line to climb

If you stop, I stop,

the room goes still Then we move again,

because we will (ahhhh) We pass,

we pass, my voice and you

Two little sounds that travel through

No rush, no map,

just skin and air

You lean on me,

I’m always there (ooh)

You pass the window,

watch the world go by

I hum a note and let it learn to fly

Your purr turns into something I can sing

A small and steady

kind of everything (hummmm)

If the day gets loud,

we find a quieter thread

A blanket fort of chords above our heads You blink—slow yes—like you

know the cure So I pass my voice through yours,

and feel it sure (mrrr)

We pass, we pass,

my voice and you

Two little sounds that travel through

No rush, no map,

just skin and air

You lean on me,

I’m always there (ooh) (yeah)

We pass the last light,

slow and kind Just

you, your purr, and my small

mind (ahhhh)