All That's Left - ThouShaltNot

My dearest friend, take these books of mine

You always loved the words that dreamt inside

Perhaps they’ll show you places I never found

My brother take these clothes of mine

In which I always looked so stylish and refined

They’ll be much warmer here above the ground

And while summer is bright on the walk

Bending shadows like hands of a clock

Maybe I can find some shade under this tree

There could just be some rest in this for me

My sister, take all my photographs

May faces of friends and family let you laugh

And keep your memories happy and clear

My lover, heart, take these songs I wrote

Play them years from now when you are old

And perhaps someday someone will hear

And in this air so still and strange

If I close my eyes, will the wind change?

If you listen closely, you might hear me sing

Take all that’s left, take everything