The Attic

Give weight and give woe
The working man’s slow
for dinner we ate by the fire
Some life is just so hard to let go
I followed you with every movement.

So what if the walls in the canyon were to crumble
what if the ice froze your feet where you stand
what if the stars started fleeting into darkness
How would you ever find your way back?

In the attic we kept your coffin very warm
In the attic we kept your coffin safe and warm
but we buried it before you got home.

Keep all that you need
just out of your reach
to make sure you’re still here tomorrow
Those last words I spoke
I knew how they’d go
It was only a question of timing.

Mother cried in her room,
there was nothing i could do
except to go and look for you
But it made it so much harder
because deep inside I knew that

The only time we spent
was in the galley, just talking about family
and somehow I was meant
to care for everyone and everything in the world you left.

But I made it now so you won’t be alone.