| Well I’m supposed to be stoic
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| As I wipe the tears off of my face
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| Watch the ships off the coast of Mexico
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| Block it out as they roll away
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| I still see you smiling
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| Even as I’m selfish as I’ve ever been
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| See you sitting in your chair
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| I see you singing happy birthday
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| I got the call in June
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| But couldn’t bring myself to see you
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| Or even get you on the phone
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| I wanted you to remember me in perfection
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| But really I, I’m just a fucking coward
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| I couldn’t stand to see you die
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| And I was dealing with my own shit
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| If I’m being honest, mom said you’d understand
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| But I don’t blame you if you didn’t
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| And I’m on the docks again
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| Looking out at that awful ocean
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| Watching the tide take you away
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| I know you ain’t resting your bones
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| I know you ain’t made it back home
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| At least the loneliness gave you a break
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| We never held a funeral
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| 'Cause of the consequence they bring
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| Letting go is never easy
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| Even when you’re empty and even when you’re alone
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| I hope they played you Otis Redding
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| I hope you heard me hum along
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| As those arms of yours went down into the dark
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| And I’m on the docks again
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| Looking out at that awful ocean
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| Watching the tide take you away
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| I know you ain’t resting your bones
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| I know you ain’t made it back home
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| At least the loneliness gave you a break
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| And my phone rang a year later
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| With your smile haunting me
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| And I finally broke at a rental home
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| In Joshua Tree
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| And I tell myself it gets better
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| But it never gets any easier when your voice
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| It ain’t on the other side
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| I hope they played you Otis Redding
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| I hope you remembered I named my guitar
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| After your favorite singer, your favorite song
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| And I break down every time I see
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| That old Spanish nylon that you bought
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| It never comes off the shelf anymore
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| I’m on the docks again
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| Looking out at that awful ocean
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| Watching the tide take you away
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| I know you ain’t resting your bones
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| I know you ain’t made it back home
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| But at least the loneliness
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| At least the loneliness gave you a break |