Painting In The Attic

Found a letter sent from home

Must be years since someone sent it

I guess that means I missed the funeral

Probably thought I wouldn't go

I'm going to hell, that much I know

Because I don't remember you

I owe you everything and more

But I don't remember you

Now you're hardly here at all

Just a painting in the attic

Just a thought that visits once a year (if that)

Just a part of who I was

You've got more than most could ask

Someone to pull you from the attic

Paint the roses in your past

Before I put you back

They say the piper plays too soon

But I don't remember you

A life's an awful thing to lose

But I don't remember you

Now you're hardly here at all

Just a painting in the attic

Just a thought that visits once a year (if that)

Just a part of who I was

I can't say it's too bad

Maybe I'm glad

Some of the pressure is gone

Some of the pressure is gone

A lot of the pressure is gone

Now you're hardly here at all

Just a painting in the attic

Just a thought that visits once a year (if that)

Just a part of who I was