Delayed Grief // Farmhouse Red

Delayed grief swelling and swelling My phantom baby Chain-link dirty dots The pain it's caused not knowing We hold onto your feet And pour ourselves over you And pour ourselves over you A protective barrier knit Burlingame's abandoned lots Born from houses torn down Thankfulness is me walking on the sidewalk You are finally placed in my arms My tears are like a river now They fall more and more everyday Phenomenon Phenomenon Ghost, ghost Ghost, ghost