Page 178 of Goodbye Note

if only we could forget

a pen to the page

another day to age

memories slipping through the hourglass

but i learned long ago the grass isn’t greener

her taste isn’t sweeter,

you’re just a different ghost

a plague on someone else

So many of these songs were made up of posts from his journals. It really was the last eighteen years distilled into an album. My heart hurt.

What Will History Say?

i Kept the goodbye note

etched into my skin

a note to myself

a reminder not to pick up the phone

just strangers with familiar faces

best friends

less friends

lovers but never with one another

long nights I waited

time zones never on our sides.

you were my stardust

in a universe where i’m not enough.

magic when i close my eyes

every touch had me fucked

how do i get back to chicago

and those nights i’d never Let you go

i’d trade every single memory to Live one more day in those shoes

your hand in Mine and breath on skin

no one could steal it away

just strangers with familiar faces

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