You pack your sweaters for the fall

And the flowers die in their garden rows

And the warm words can't help at all

Everybody knows

You're trying to find a compromise

Between remembering and learning to forget

So now just pouring a glass of water

Is like trying to move boulders with your breath

It's so hard to see it all

She tries to hold you in the night

But you're shaking

You're crying out

Praying for sleep to bless your bedside



That's right

So it goes

The whole world folds over you

Pack your handkerchief and your best shoes



Reconciliation of guilt and grief

It's the hardest battle you've tried to win

And now every year you grit your teeth

As it cuts you underneath your skin

Oh and Sunday mornings don't bring you solace

You are firm in your disbelief

But you hold tight to that old promise

You are waiting for the spring

You are waiting for the spring



That's right

So it goes

The whole world folds over you

Pack your handkerchief and your best shoes



Don't leave me breathing

No not alone

There's so much more I meant to tell you

I went by with flowers

Just to see

But the granite told me you're still gone