A house of empty rooms

Sung into like blowing up balloons

I'll tape the boxes

I'll pick up your slack when you're gone

Time laid out flat like a painting

Dashes of red in the ocean for seaweed in the sun

Like you know

Like you showed me

Life full of everything

More than I could give back

So slow

Carry the load

Like boxes of stuff

To the back of the truck

And when it is sold

And you leave from your bed

You'll live safe in my head