I wish that we could talk about it But there that's the problem.
With someone new I couldn't start it Too late for beginnings.
The little things that made me nervous
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 stunned 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.
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