Opening Mail For My Grandmother

Your grip on my forearm
Insert the wrong name
Holds me at your nightstand
Just inches away
With letters from faces
We'll ask if you knew
Who send out another
Yearly review
I'm coming for you

I'm coming for you
We're making attendance
We're following through
So "start the next post card,
Share with me the news"
Your highness has spoken
I'm coming for you

From Gingie in San Fran,

"The grandkids are dear"
The nurse from at St. Beth's
Was widowed this year
But they're making arrangements
You just and allude
And nod at Sai Baba
You're laughingly rude
I'm coming for you
I'm coming for you
Entirely brazen
While coming unto
Your sunrise apartment
And incredible view
Of birds that keep chirping
I'm coming for you

I'm coming for you
I'm coming for you
Your beautiful brightness
Perpetually new
So old in your body
The youth's in your mood
They're keeping your space there
They're dying for you
We'll sing your good graces
When they come for you
But until that day's here
I'm coming for you



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Hoffman, Benjamin Gauthier, Christian Holden
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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