Remind me of my past remind me of mom playing the piano remind me of pots and pans and the alcoholic rams and the shams and the shame of the shenanigans peek over my shoulder it’s my lover never another this one is forever and my heart keeps beating and my feet dance and my laughs prance and my mind falls back again into the past this depression stinking up the game I feel like my whole life is to shame a better version of myself for you to tame it’s not your job but I’m here I’m living weird I’m a little queer I’m falling sober the rain might be over but the pains left holes with names and memories in each one some have graves they never will truly leave us some should have graves from the pain they wrought within us I’ve dug my grave I’m not counting anymore on anything but you this lifetimes starting over