It's been a few weeks since I saw you I still remember the last thing you said I see your name everywhere I go You live through the products I see on the shelf Just to remind me I'm by myself Where did you go I'm stuck right here

You remind me of a brilliant shade of violet Colored in the sun when you forget to look away Living on my own makes it hard to give a shit But you make it a bit more bittersweet each day Give me something to work with I've hurt enough to…

I need a pen to write down what you said You have a way with words like nobody else Like nobody else I want to get a better view (What did you say) I said I want to see things a little better I'm a big fan of how you write your letters…

I talk a lot about the same one or two things I wrote them out in my hand so I don't think I'm getting tired of the way I approach things Doing donuts with the details I'm noticing I find it hard to pay attention and not stare When I'm…

I miss the days I'd take my shirt off and complain about the weather What can I even say anymore When did I become the problem I don't want to turn around and do the same things I did Before October Before I knew her Before October…

This is the first song I wrote about my Dad. I wrote it when I realised I was the same age he was when I was born. I reflect on what he had when he was my age, and all that he has lost.