From the recording Pet Loss & Love That Remains
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
The blue light finds my face,
another late-night scroll.
I open one more video,
I tell myself I owe
a little honest hurting--
like penance I can choose.
It shows the last ride to the vet,
and I don’t change the news.
[Pre-Chorus]
My thumb won’t look away,
I make the sorrow stay.
[Chorus]
I keep letting it play,
like I’m paying what I owe--
videos of last goodbyes,
hands that will not let go.
I whisper “this is ours,”
though it’s someone else’s day.
I don’t know why it helps me,
but I keep letting it play.
[Verse 2]
New kitchens, different couches,
same trembling, steady hands.
A soft “goodnight, my buddy,”
a collar, folded plans.
Captions stack like candles,
small hearts drift up the rail--
ten thousand tiny windows
with the same soft exhale.
[Pre-Chorus]
In all those lit-up rooms,
I hear a chorus bloom.
[Chorus]
I keep letting it play,
and the distance thins a bit--
strangers reading memories
my own can sit within.
We trade a nod through glass,
no speeches, no parade--
just breath and shared endurance,
so I keep letting it play.
[Bridge]
Maybe grief’s a passing train
and we are evening lights--
each square of living flickers,
then rides into the night.
[Chorus]
I keep letting it play,
not to suffer, not to prove--
to sit beside the others
till the tide of ache can move.
I read their dogs’ names slowly,
let silence have its say--
not healed, but a little steadier,
so I keep letting it play.
[Outro]
I set the phone down slowly,
the room remembers how to breathe.
I keep one small light open,
and let the screen go dark on me.