歌词
[Verse 1]
Today I just felt it for the first time
Three months and one day after you died
I realized that these photographs we have of you
Are slowly replacing
The subtle familiar
[Verse 2]
Memory of what it's like
To know you're in the other room
To hear you singing on the stairs
A movement, a pine cone, your squeaking chair
The quiet un-treasured
[Verse 3]
In between times
The actual experience
Of you here
I can feel these memories escaping
Colonized by photos narrowed down and told
My mind erasing
The echo of you in the house dies down
[Verse 4]
October wind blows
It makes a door close
I look over my shoulder to make sure
But there is nobody here
I finally took out the upstairs bathroom garbage
That was sitting there forgotten
Since you were here
[Verse 5]
Wanting just to stay with us
Just to stay living
I threw it away
Your dried out, bloody, end-of-life tissues
Your toothbrush and your trash
And the fly buzzing around the room
Could that possibly be you too?
I let it go, out the window
It does not feel good
Written by: Phil Elverum
