Dying

I painted a
Picture of
A blue sky
Our family

The way
We were
Before
We died

The way
We were
Before
We died

I hung it in your bedroom, so that you won't forget:
We used to be so happy, you used to be a kid
Before mom took Emma, before dad "went away"
It's sad to think we had that, but worse to know it's gone
From me, to you, with sincerity
From me, to you, with sincerity
From me, to you, with sincerity
From me, to you, with sincerity

From me, to you, with sincerity
From me, to you, with sincerity
From me, to you, with sincerity
From me, to you
I won't ever leave

I'm tired, tired, weak from the smeared ink
I'm tired, tired, weak from the-

Black skies
I paint our funeral;
We died
'cuz long term ain't meant to be
Our house is painted new colors
Move on, forget the blood inside
I'm tired, I can't feel my heart
I'm dead, I can't paint blue skies
I hope you can remember the way it all used to be

I hope you remember how much she loved you
I hope you remember how much she loved you
I hope you remember how much she loved you
Because I can't