The day that we lowered you down 6 feet
Right after you were laid out for everyone to see
You spent your last years fighting life expectancy
And the monarchs all let us know everywhere that you want to be
And we’re laying the flowers out
We’re shining the stone
We’ll bury the wreathe

You’re living in your time capsule town house
It’s missing your best friend, it’s missing your spouse
The scent of when no one had grown up yet and no one would leave you again

Spending our summers on that floral lined couch
We’d stick to the vinyl when we would lay our heads down
And the sweet smell of camphor that would drive us straight out with our hands on our mouths

Time capsule town house
It’s missing your best friend, it’s missing your spouse
The scent of when no one had grown up yet and no one would leave you again

She says goodnight; seems a lot like goodbye
Watching stars and fireflies, wondering how time goes racing by
Her eyes close as she lets one sigh go
The song on the radio just might be the one to sing her to sleep

Time capsule town house
It’s missing your best friend and it’s missing your spouse
The scent of when no one had grown up yet and no one would leave you again

She whispers goodnight
I think this time is goodbye
I’m losing sight in both my eyes wondering if time still passes by
Her eyes close as she lets one sigh go
We turn off the radio
Silence is the song that sings her to sleep