Letra de I'll Take Out Your Ashes

It’s a sad and guilty feeling Since I did not take out your ashes Whatever I was fearing Never came to passing It’s a sad and prideful feeling Since I did not drive you to Michigan Scrambling eggs and bacon And you’re right here in the kitchen I’ve got plans and dreams and all kinds of schemes But now I’m beyond all repair For time just ain’t no healer With your ashes sitting there I know you have been counting on me Ever since your sad cremation day I combed your Alzheimer’s poetry For all that I wished for it to say It’s a sad and guilty feeling Since I did not take out your ashes Whatever I was fearing Never came to passing