persevere

i never got to kiss your head

ah

emme

and the call came the week i got divorced

i thought i had a real understanding then of loss

but i didn't know a thing 'til you were gone

and i'm tired of trying to find some sort of meaningful thing

in making sense of such unspeakable loss

but as i'm staring at your folks

the sweetest people i know

i get a glimpse of what it is to be strong

just holding hands and sobbing with sunglasses on

'cause nothing tuned me in to absurdity as fast

as a gravestone with the name of a baby that has passed

i used to wanna be important

now i just wanna be alive

and without fear

you got to persevere

i couldn't count the times i've ragged on heaven

as an opiate invented by the weak

it's an argument i hate 'cause i'm content to love the fates

but it comes up a lot with emme's dad and me

so i'm shotgun in the car and we're just shooting the shit

and predictably

the talking turns to god

so i throw him forty lines how i don't think he exists

and he just smiles and takes a dignified pause

says

it's okay to feel unbelievably lost"