Letras
Kind of a thanks to my grandpa for showing me everything I know
I hung your newspapers up on the wall
I can hear your voice when I read them in my head
I tear up when I'm told I'm getting tall
I should speed down this road I'm on, but I come to a screeching halt instead
Because an empty house after a funeral really shapes a person
And your empty house after your funeral really shaped me
Because I found out exactly who I was the moment I dug through your things
The tree was struck by lightning the night I wrote this
I take that as a sign that you're near
And anytime I consider giving in, I pray to whatever God is out there that you didn't hear
Because an empty house after your funeral really shapes a person
And your empty house after your funeral really shaped me
I found out exactly who I was the moment I dug through your things
And I have every piece of you up on my wall
Every piece besides the ones that cross the rainbow
When I need to, I can talk with Linda and Paul
They tell me every part of life was meant to be outgrown
Including the smiles that were freeing
Including the sorrow that came with bleeding
And the days spent in the void with so much silence came with so much noise
I barely knew you, but I owe you so much
You taught me everything I've grown to love and you never put it in words
But through your books and vinyls, your message was heard
Because an empty house after your funeral really shapes a person
And your empty house after your funeral really shaped me
Because I found out exactly who I was the moment I dug through your things
And I have every piece of you up on my wall
Every piece besides the ones that cross the rainbow
And if I need to, I can talk with Linda and Paul
They tell me every part of life was meant to be outgrown
Thank you