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