I wish that we could talk about it
But there, that's the problem
With someone new I could have started
Too late, for beginnings
The little things that made me harassed
Are gone, in a moment
I miss the way we used to argue
Locked, in your basement
I wake up and the phone is ringing
Surprised, as it's early
And that should be the perfect warning
That something's, a problem
To tell the truth I saw it coming
The way, you were breathing
But nothing can prepare you for it
The voice, on the other, end
The worst is all the lovely weather
I'm sad, it's not raining
The coffee isn't even bitter
Because, what's the difference?
There's all the work that needs to be done
It's late, for revision
There's all the time and all the planning
And songs, to be finished
And it keeps coming
And it keeps coming
And it keeps coming
Till the day it stops
And it keeps coming
Till the day it stops
I wish that we could talk about it
But there, that's the problem
With someone new I could have started
Too late, for beginnings
You're smaller than my wife imagined
Surprised, you were human
There shouldn't be this ring of silence
But what, are the options?
When someone great is gone
We're safe, for the moment
Saved
For the moment
