I knew you were going. I think you did, too. Just wanted a few more days to talk to you. To say that we’ll be here, and that it’s alright. At least it’s a beautiful morning outside. The first thing of many I couldn’t accept, like watching our father clutch you tight to his chest. But I brought you a blanket, hardly anything else. I brought you a blanket, I just hope that it helps. Was the sun in your eyes? I prayed you’d wake up outside, in the summer for your longest rest in all of that light. With assorted goodbyes, we prayed our arms would guide you, that they’d carry you so gently out into that good night. We just needed more time. So I started drinking. That was always the plan. It didn’t have to help, it didn’t have to end. I still see the office lights. I’m still holding your hand, setting you free in pieces at a time again. But I brought you a blanket, hardly anything else. I brought you a blanket, still remember the smell. I can’t stop staring at the spaces, all the pictures we would hang to make memorials forever, now I’m still running away. Packed your memories up in tupperware, I’m just trying to forget. Now I keep looking for the fragments, but I don’t know where they’ve been. I brought you a blanket, hardly anything else. I brought you a blanket, turned to ashes and silt.
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This Atlanta group have a unique take on Americana, bridging queer cabaret culture of the 1920s and '30s with punchy contemporary rock. Bandcamp New & Notable May 28, 2019