Born as an Argument

Now that I'm gone, how's the new life? Look at that view You woke up filled with hopes and chores Now feeding the pets Now hanging our art Kid's doing homework Top of the class Grab my ashes, walk to the trees Scatter them out, scatter them out Where I'd never, where I'd never go Were these our plans? Maybe I'd be here Had we agreed We would have made it Had we been strong We'd have seen this through Rest well Later this fall, maybe you'll miss me We found a place where we can call home Bring out a chair, be still, be quiet