What do you do
with the things that you lost
they are lost now
don’t have them
but heavy still hang there
more weight than its worth
What do you say
to the people that haunt you
the places they left you
don’t have them
but silently sing there
more weight than it’s worth
yes I know
you can go through the motions
they’ll say that you’re fine
that you just need more time
but the motions they hurt
and I know
you can go to those places
in hopes of recovering traces
that life was okay
but what do you do
with the faces you lost
they are lost now
but clearly still billow
they’re flags in the wind
and what do you say
to the memories you hold them
still have them
and where is their gallery
place in my mind
What will I tell
to that face in the mirror
that seems to be aging
more quickly now
quickly now
hide it they’re calling your name
And I know
you can go through the motions
they’ll say that you’re fine
that you just needed time
to give up the hurt
and I know
you can go to those places
recovering traces
of moments that told you
that life was okay
But today, today is a skeleton
stuck in the closet of past summer joy
and I can’t go on fixing myself to believe
that there’s not anymore
time to let go
time to let go…
But today, today is a skeleton
stuck in the closet of past summer joy
and I can’t go on fixing myself to believe
that there’s not anymore
time to let go