Knock Over City - Grandma & Robert

I hope you're right
I hope there's something
Waiting for you
On the other side
You want it to be real
Now so do I
You want it to be true
Now so do I

You look so thin
You look so pale
Swallowed up by blankets
These flourescent lights don't do you any favors
I wish I could take you outside one last time

Early morning
Before the sun wakes up
I wander into the kitchen
Dad sits and smokes
He pulls me close
His aftershave stings my nose
Says "son you've got his name
I hope you're more like him
Than you are like me."
If I could choose one memory to repeat

The sun stretches out through the blinds
Golden and broken illuminates the smoke
His smile like a warm breeze unbidden
Fills me full of hope

It wasn't all bad

Written by:
Nunziantte DiBenedetto

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