So we found out the truth
And it ripped some to shards
Some are still crying
Others arguing over tools in yards
So we found out what happened
But do not know when
I know the truth
But I'm not telling them
So you tore up the family
People are crying your name
No one seems to remember
What is real or sane
So you brought up some questions
Did you mean to do this to us?
You're breaking a family,
More than causing a fuss
So you used up five bottles
Of cold medicine to sleep
But your actions that night
Were much farther deep
So he took the money and ran
You were right about the truth
He wasn't looking for a home
He spent it on his youth
So they went to go finish it up
And your daughter lost her mind
Now they wonder if she's ok
Or if she's one of your kind
So they finally set a date
And it's messing with my plans
All of the pain that was caused
I place within your hands
So they say this should be sad
But it worked out for us all
I'm not sure if I believe that
After all that I saw
So the kids chose the fire
Your sisters hated that
But now the fire took its toll
And that is just the fact
So he spoke of you today
That never happened before
It scares me a bit
If he thinks of you more
So I felt when it happened
I knew the exact way
I won't say anything though
I don't want to look insane
So he started playing the guitar
Now I hate that sound
Every time he strums a note
It is grief in form of pounds
So you say green is everywhere
Well guess what? So is blue
But you don't get that do you?
I guess so; you are you
Would that have changed things?
If you only had looked up
To see all the blue above
That held you in its cup
So they hope you had an episode
And that's why you made that choice
But now we will never know
And we'll be haunted by your voice
So we went to the memorial
And many people cried
Your sisters sat in the very back
And your kids, two side by side
So he sang a song for you
They say he sounded like your dad
And he strummed away his grief
Standing on that windy pad
They say that you loved to sing
Well, I love to sing too
I wish we could have met sometime
And I could've seen you anew
So I released a butterfly
And backwards it did fly
In that odd, twisted way
I found a real goodbye
So after, we went to dinner
And the next morning we had brunch
And in the span of a couple hours
I learned quite a bunch
So it was a good time for you to let go
It was a good time for you to leave
But how that leaving came to pass
Now that I can't conceive
I understand that you're schizophrenic
I get that I don't understand
But there was so much more to you
Than the hours that marked that hand
And was it the real you that made that choice
Or was it your counter self
The one who loved to talk to birds
And play with things on a shelf
Tell me now as you lay to rest
Did you really mean to die?
Was this all an accident
Or was it suicide?

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