It’s not us anymore it’s just me in the garden

Caught flat on my back wondering where all the time went

It’s a hole in the dirt the shape of a fist

And my body doesn’t work like it once did

The harvest was all that you kept for yourself

There will be no sorrowed sons no kin to tell

That your mother is stronger than this world allowed

Left me pulling up the weeds and cursing you out

Left me pulling up the weeds and cursing you out

This heart won’t break it only gets me sore

My muscles don’t move that way anymore

So I’ll bitch and I’ll ache

I’ll bend forevermore

I’m so sore

Sorry you had to go

It’s not us anymore it’s just me on the back porch

Couldn’t dare to leave without your kiss out the front door

I turned this house over more times than can I count

Found all of your big dreams in the seams of the couch

I see all the small things you romanticize

In your chameleon skin where you naturally hide

There’s not an inch of this earth I wouldn’t shamefully try

For more life with you a proper goodbye

This heart won’t break it only gets me sore

My muscles don’t move that way anymore

So I’ll bitch and I’ll ache

I’ll bend forevermore

I’m so sore

I’m so sore

I’m so sore

I’m so sore

I’m sorry to see you go

I turn the lock and flip the open sign

Every day for the thousandth time

Second generation

To keep this dream alive

But it’s not mine