Am             G              F
Today I just felt it for the first time
Am                  G            F
Three months and one day after you died
C                                     G
I realized that these photographs we have of you
  Am     G    F           Am G    F
Are slowly replacing the subtle familiar
 C          G                Am         G        F
Memory of what it's like to know you're in the other room
Am            G             F
To hear you singing on the stairs
Am               G              F
A movement, a pine cone, your squeaking chair
     C  G    F
The quiet untreasured
 Am     G     F
In between times
 Am       G    F         C      G
The actual experience of you here
       Am         G         F
I can feel these memories escaping
   Am          G        F                  Am  G    F
Colonized by photos narrowed down and told my mind erasing
    Am         G                  F
The echo of you in the house dies down

 ~pretty piano comes in~

       C          Em
October wind blows
            Am       G
It makes a door close
         Am        G             F
I look over my shoulder to make sure
               C           G
But there is nobody here
           Am                 G           F
I finally took out the upstairs bathroom garbage
                        Am               G      F
that was sitting there forgotten since you were here
                 C           G
Wanting just to stay with us
              F
Just to stay living
            C    G
I threw it away
               Am          G          F
Your dried out, bloody, end-of-life tissues
     Am          G         F
Your toothbrush and your trash
        C       G             F
And the fly buzzing around the room
       C       G           F
Could that possibly be you too?
    C       G        F        G
I let it go out the window
Am       G         F
It does not feel good