Mount Eerie - Real Death lyrics

Death is real
Someone's there and then they're not
And it's not for singing about it's
Not for making into art
When real death enters the house
All poetry is dumb
When I walk into the room where you were
And look into the emptiness instead

All fails my knees fail
My brain fails words fail
Crusted with tears, catatonic and raw
I go downstairs and outside and
You still get mail a week after you died
A package with your name on it came
And inside was a gift for our
Daughter you had ordered in secret
And collapsed there on the
Front steps I wailed

A backpack for when she goes to
School a couple years from now
You were thinking ahead to a future you
Must have known deep down would
Not include you, though you clawed at
The cliff you were sliding down
Being swallowed into a silence
That's bottomless and real

It's dumb
And I don't want to learn anything from this
I love you