psalms Lyrics

A narrow staircase lined with cardboard

Boxes, takes me to a dim lit room

Your eyes say to me you wished we finish

And i sink into you like judgement day

An empty box of your family pictures

Burns like paper in the living room

And songs you learned from church have

Echoed

And died now buried in the family tomb

Now don't you wait on me honey

Cause i may wake up and forget your name

The blinds all crooked, your mail's now piled up

I look through markings of shapes you know

And i keep my fingers crossed with shame now

Hoping one day your footsteps will show

The hardest part of letting you go now

Is knowing someday your picture will fade

But every moment i feel you're leaving

Somehow i can still see your face