Delayed Grief // Farmhouse Red

Delayed grief swelling and swelling
My phantom baby
Chain-link dirty dots

The pain it's caused not knowing
We hold onto your feet
And pour ourselves over you
And pour ourselves over you

A protective barrier knit
Burlingame's abandoned lots
Born from houses torn down

Thankfulness is me walking on the sidewalk
You are finally placed in my arms
My tears are like a river now
They fall more and more everyday

Phenomenon
Phenomenon

Ghost, ghost
Ghost, ghost