Marches & Octobers

I suppose I suppose, though I’m not ready to go
I love my wife I love my life
I’d miss the sun and the snow
I love the green of the sea
The reds in her the blues in me
And I never even seen the Mississippi
I concede I concede, I don’t know what’s best for me
I want to live I want to give
But if it’s time, I will leave
I’ll leave my love to my mother
Leave my voice to my brother
So they never have to wonder what I’d say
I would say I would say don’t let my death get in your way
Smile a little while
Before the end comes your way
Before you slip into the ether
From a cancer or a fever
And if you never die of either you’ll die grey
So I’ll see oh I’ll see what it’s like on bended knee
With their many eyes and their great big cries
Singing holy
Just promise me she’ll be fine
Her tears will stop in all due time
Show your love so whole and kind and sweet
Yes I know yes I know, you’re the God of all I own
My life is yours alone as are my bones
And I have seen them die of cancer
Seen their wives cured of anger
And I know you’ll be her anchor when in gone
I just want this to be over
I want Marches and Octobers
Marches and Octobers all the more
I want Aprils and Septembers
July 4ths and 25ths of December
Hot hot summers and frozen ice winters