I wish that we could talk about it. But there that's the problem.. With someone new I could have started. Too late for beginnings.. The little things that made me harassed. Are gone in a moment.. I miss the way we used to argue. Locked in your basement.. I wake up and the phone is ringing. Surprised as it's early.. And that should be the perfect warning. That something's a problem.. To tell the truth I saw it coming. The way you were breathing.. But nothing can prepare you for it. The voice on the other end.. The worst is all the lovely weather. I'm sad it's not raining.. The coffee isn't even bitter. Because what's the difference?. There's all the work that needs to be done. It's late for revision.. There's all the time and all the planning. And songs to be finished.. And it keeps coming. And it keeps coming. And it keeps coming. Till the day it stops. (Repeat x3). And it keeps coming. (Repeat x7). Till the day it stops.. I wish that we could talk about it. But there that's the problem.. With someone new I could have started. Too late for beginnings.. You're smaller than my wife imagined. Surprised you were human.. There shouldn't be this ring of silence. But what are the options?. When someone great is gone.. (Repeat x8). We're safe for the moment.. Saved. For the moment