Maternity Leave (Funeral March 28th) - Alone.

I’m sorry you’ll never get to know me as a man

I swear I’m better now, you’d have seen

I’m sorry my sister grew to a woman without a mom

And I pray that she never takes your lead

I’m sorry i’ll never get to know you as a peer

There’s so much of your heart I will never learn

I’m sorry I’ve yet to spread your ashes out to sea

What do I do with the urn?

I’m sorry you left while I was still angry

My pride subsided eventually…

I’m sorry to all the women I couldn’t trust

It’s just the first one chose to leave

I’m sorry you hurt for as long as you did

Wish that you could have found another way

I’m sorry I didn’t speak at your funeral

I hope this song will be ok

You made it through your twenties

You made it through divorce

Oh mom, what were you going through?

Was this conclusion really worth coming to?

Was it an accident?

Was this really your intent?

As the curtains dropped

were we in your thoughts?

Because I still think of you

How I could be to blame for this too

Maybe it’s me that’s who

Let your song end too soon