[ Featuring a Piano ]
It's about that time, I'd be giving you a call
Middle of the workweek, you answered them all
But now when I ring you I will not hear your voice
I cannot forget you, do I have choice?
Days blend into weeks since the last time that we talked
I find myself ashamed when you walk right past my thoughts
I've still got you in my heart, hold you close and bundled tight
But time's a cruel eraser; day turns into night
I never wanna live see a day you don't exist in any way; locked out of all our dreams and memories
Like a painting in the sun left out to dry for far too long; the colors of a life aren't evergreen
Got your picture on my wall, hung your poems before you flew
The stuff you left behind fits in boxes, not in rooms
I'll keep up with these archives, stretch your life as best I can
But I'm scared that time will break this brittle rubberband, what's left of a man
I never wanna live see a day you don't exist in any way; locked out of all our dreams and memories
Like a painting in the sun left out to dry for far too long; the colors of a life aren't evergreen
I'll breathe for you, carrying a torch of love
I'll breathe for you, as your flesh and blood
I'll breathe for you, listening for you above
I'll breathe for you, you're my father I'm your son
I never wanna live see a day you don't exist in any way; locked out of all our dreams and memories
Like a painting in the sun left out to dry for far too long; the colors of a life aren't evergreen
