Still Learning How

[Verse 1] You never called it a funeral. You chose another name. Pages laid on every chair, everybody sang the same. You picked the song yourself. Of course you had a plan. Love was all we needed. [Chorus] I hate that you were right. Love is what stayed. After the flowers, after that day. I hate what it remembers. I hate what time can't take. IT IS WHAT IT IS. If all you need is love, then I hate that you were right. [Verse 2] Now it finds me anywhere. A store. A passing car. Five notes and I'm back in that room, no matter where we are. Not looking at the pictures. Not watching people cry. I see my sister laughing when she was still alive. One little song and twenty years collide. I hate what I remember. I'd hate more to forget. [Chorus] I hate that you were right. Love is what stayed. After the pictures, after that day. I hate what it remembers. I hate what time can't take. IT IS WHAT IT IS. If all you need is love, then I hate that you were right. You called it a celebration. I'm still learning why... {At my sisters funeral(Celebration) she left cards on everyone's chair with lyrics to 'all you need is love' by the Beatles. Much love, always. Fuck cancer.}