Remembering

In Seattle Feeling settled for now Got a guitar On my lap on the couch I hear piano From my sister's room Dad wonders if I know how to tune He doesn't really play guitar But he showed me several chords So I could use em to write a song of my own Remembering a good friend From a couple towns ago I sat trying to strum the chords Started humming along Feeling several emotions That I usually try to avoid Under the spell of your own sad song Oh joy Drumming in a band Makin funny friends Breathing oxygen On the landline Friend from Paradise Is wondering if I'm Just gonna disappear And it hit me right then that I was Told her I'm not proud of it But I had to keep moving