Outer Rooms - Green Zenith (II)

Every night for at least a year I dreamed about my grandpa’s heart
It stopped dead on the highway after years of being stripped for parts
Some nights I am him driving, and on others I watch the car pull over
Every time feeling his left arm ache and fall limp on the seat cover
This morning I don’t remember spilling anything last night
I was drunk and careless
To be honest, I don’t remember much
You didn’t mention it even though you slept beside me
You held my hands to your face, is this normal already
I clutch at my own chest, trying to stop it from caving in
Trying to rest on a breath like I’m saving it
Maybe my breath is familiar, it's sour and steady
Maybe we can’t admit I’m a problem, we’re not ready
Every night for at least a year I dreamed about my grandpa’s heart
It stopped dead on the highway after years of being stripped for parts
Some nights I am him driving, and on others I watch the car pull over
Every time feeling his left arm ache and fall limp on the seat cover
As he pulled over, I wonder what he thought he’d miss
Who he said goodbye to in his final moments
Maybe before he had a chance he was in the ambulance
That saved him that time, but later on
And later on
Maybe before he had a chance he was in the ambulance
That saved him that time, but later on would kill him
Every night for at least a year I dreamed about my grandpa’s heart
It stopped dead on the highway after years of being stripped for parts
Some nights I am him driving, and on others I watch the car pull over
Every time feeling his left arm ache and fall limp on the seat cover
Every night for at least a year
Every night for at least a year
Every night for at least a year
Every night for at least a year
Every night for at least a year
Every night for at least a year

Written by:
Andrew Fitzpatrick, Sean Fitzpatrick

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