Dying

I painted a Picture of A blue sky Our family The way We were Before We died The way We were Before We died I hung it in your bedroom, so that you won't forget: We used to be so happy, you used to be a kid Before mom took Emma, before dad "went away" It's sad to think we had that, but worse to know it's gone From me, to you, with sincerity From me, to you, with sincerity From me, to you, with sincerity From me, to you, with sincerity From me, to you, with sincerity From me, to you, with sincerity From me, to you, with sincerity From me, to you I won't ever leave I'm tired, tired, weak from the smeared ink I'm tired, tired, weak from the- Black skies I paint our funeral; We died 'cuz long term ain't meant to be Our house is painted new colors Move on, forget the blood inside I'm tired, I can't feel my heart I'm dead, I can't paint blue skies I hope you can remember the way it all used to be I hope you remember how much she loved you I hope you remember how much she loved you I hope you remember how much she loved you Because I can't