A house of empty rooms Sung into like blowing up balloons I'll tape the boxes I'll pick up your slack when you're gone Time laid out flat like a painting Dashes of red in the ocean for seaweed in the sun Like you know Like you showed me Life full of everything More than I could give back So slow Carry the load Like boxes of stuff To the back of the truck And when it is sold And you leave from your bed You'll live safe in my head