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put it to the wind let it blow away
watch it float away not enough
fingers on hands to count all
the funerals I been fried chicken
and potato salad on a paper plate
a piece of lemon cake it all
looks good but i can't eat a bite
and I can't say goodbye no
matter how hard i try not to cry
my eye don't obey the command
nor do they recognize the
authority to stop the rain
can anybody tell me how to
stop the pain forever other
than leaving the plane tired
of answering the call blocking
all the text don't wanna know
who's up next to hit a home run
taking off the shades to see
another sunrise otherwise
what am I supposed to do
the living lives to see the dead
can't get the hurt out my head
the tea is bitter coffee
gives me the jitters fix me
a plate I'm bringing home
dinner in a foam hinge lid
container I heard Dallas ate
all the cake but that's okay
saw him at the wake looking
like he could use the weight
I'm going to sleep today
and when I awake I'll know
it's not all just a dream if it's
not really real it feels real
to me living in a world of
so much pain and misery
still there's a rainbow out
there somewhere for me until
then I'll be crying in a paper plate
making it rain on a piece of cake
