[00:02.420]i died in a car crash
[00:06.670]two days ago was unrecognizable
[00:12.840]when they pulled me from the gears
[00:15.960]no one's fault, no one's bottle
[00:19.690]no one's teenage pride or throttle
[00:23.420]our innocence is all the worse for fears
[00:28.310]the other walked away alive
[00:31.780]arms wrapped now around his wife
[00:35.970]my lover sits, the silent eye
[00:39.610]in a hurricane of warmth and word
[00:43.240]my mother trembles with the sobs
[00:47.070]whose absence seems absurd
[00:50.170]my sister shouts to let her see
[00:53.220]through the cloud of crowd surrounding me
[00:56.700]my colleagues call for silence in my name
[01:03.610]i died in a car crash three months ago
[01:11.660]they burned me until i glowed
[01:15.020]and crumbled to a fine gray sand
[01:18.980]now i am nothing, everywhere
[01:21.700]several breaths of strangers' air
[01:25.890]and all thoughts ever written in my hand
[01:31.410]they plant my tree out in the yard
[01:34.620]it grows but takes the winter hard
[01:39.500]my lover holds a knife to wrist
[01:42.930]says tomorrow comes, hold on a while
[01:47.440]my mother tosses in the sheets
[01:50.880]and dreams me holding my own child
[01:55.030]my sister plays our homemade tapes
[01:58.250]laughs as tears run down her face
[02:02.390]my office door now wears a different name
[02:09.210]i died in a car crash four years ago
[02:17.540]my tree drinks melted snow
[02:20.440]just eight feet tall a pale and fragile thing
[02:24.360]bee stings beaches bright vacations
[02:29.670]sunburnt high-school graduations
[02:33.410]a sparrow healing from a broken wing
[02:37.770]this year a glimpse of second chances
[02:42.240]tiny apples on my tree's branches
[02:48.260]my lover hears the open wind
[02:52.100]and crawls blinking into the sun
[02:56.220]my mother leafs through photographs
[03:00.270]and thinks "yes she was a lovely one"
[03:03.760]my sister can't decide her truth
[03:06.940]asks aloud what i might do
[03:10.680]in a conference hall my brief efforts engraved
[03:17.780]a lifetime ago it seems
[03:28.670]a decade or two or three
[03:32.180]they've come out with a new design
[03:36.370]bars and bags front and behind
[03:39.000]my fate now an impossibility
[03:40.480]safely packaged hurtling down
[03:49.220]the highway hardly make a sound
[03:54.120]my lover very much alive