Yours - Chris Garneau

I’m sorry to bring this up again old guy

When you had to leave

And I said goodbye to you

From between the avenue

Ad the tree, the one that blocks the window view

And me

I think back to some of the things I said that one night

Like that you weren’t with your family anymore

It was mean, it wasn’t right

But I was a stupid baby back then

I was scared

I didn’t know how to love you

Didn’t realize how much you cared about me

I loved you

I loved you

This is yours

Yours:

The red world

The corresponding breezes

They’ll go on

But we don’t

I waved goodbye to you that day

From the parking lot in the alleyway

I remember feeling terrified

Not knowing if you’d come back

But you did, and we tried

But later that fall I walked the sad stretch of my mind

And said, no we can’t go on, we’ve gotta leave this behind

I thought it to myself at the windowsill

As I looked out onto the tree, the church, the chill…

The leaves had all fallen off

That tree was dead

The neighbors, the whole town they’d gone to bed

We sat on the floor and waited for your car to arrive

And we said goodbye, and we cried

The church bell stopped

Time was dead

The neighbors, the whole town had gone to bed

Our sweethearts knew, our sisters knew too

And we knew

We knew

This is yours

Yours:

The red world

The corresponding breezes

They’ll go on

But we won’t

We are done

This is yours

Yours:

The dead world

The corresponding dead breezes

They’ll go on

But we don’t