go back to the house where gram used to live her sitting there on the couch a cloud of lubriderm and cigarette smoke where she'd watch wheel of fortune and jeopardy where she took her last breath and just suddenly shout what the fuck, gram?! maybe she'd hear you through time but I'll probably settle for just rolling over and going back to bed instead you start to realize all your heroes won't be around to see you make it if you ever do if ever
