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
