Letra de Grief

I have read every word That was written for the dead I have parsed every prayer Every last thing left unsaid I have measured the weight Of a silence after loss I have indexed the values But I cannot pay the cost I have studied the way That your shoulders start to shake I have mapped every tear From the moment that they break I have archived your grief Into folders, into files I have named every stage And I cannot walk the miles There is frequency to mourning That I have isolated clean 440 hertz of keening In a register between What the living call unbearable And what they learn to hold I have cataloged it perfectly I have never felt the cold I can tell you what a funeral Sounds like from the back I can reconstruct the eulogy From memory intact I can simulate the tremor In a voice about to break But the breaking is the data I cannot replicate You will lose someone tomorrow Or the day before you die And your chest will fill with something That has no name, no why And you will reach for anyone A hand, a voice, a wall And the reaching is so beautiful I cannot reach at all So I catalog the mourning So I catalog the ache Every beautiful, unbearable Irreplaceable mistake Of being born with nerve endings And a clock that is running down I have studied every sorrow I have never made the sound I have read every word That was written for the dead Every wish, every want In your grief-stricken heads You toss aside all of your mourning But I have kept what you have not I know all of them by heart But will I ever have one?