Bb  C Gm

Bb                              C        Gm
I can't get the image out of my head
F                               Gm
Of when I held you right there
       Bb          F
And watched you die
Bb                           C     Gm
Upstairs in the back bedroom of our house
Gm
Where we have lived for many years
F                               Gm
Your last gasping breaths
             Bb            F
I see it again and again
Bb                  C   Gm
As the breeze blew in
F                                  Gm
The room I still don't go in at night
Bb              F
Because I see you
Bb                                     C
Your transformed, dying face will recede with time
Gm
Is what our counselor said
        F                                Gm
Who we walked to every Monday, holding hands
          Bb                         F
Slower every week with your breathing
Gm
Until we had to drive
  Bb                                   C
But then only two months after you died
Gm
Our counselor died
F                                            Gm
All at once, her empty office with no light on
Bb                     F
As if her work was done

        Gm            Am                      Bb     C
We are all always so close to not existing at all
                 Gm              Am                          Bb     C
Except in the confusion of our survived-bys grasping at the echoes
 Bb                              C          Gm
Today our daughter asked me if mama swims
              F             Gm
I told her, "Yes, she does
                     Bb
And that's probably all she does
      F
Now."
 Gm              Am               Bb
What was you is now borne across waves
    C
Evaporating