[Verse 1]
These are your instructions
Should you choose to follow
Sit down with pen and paper
Begin with something hollow
Like the last words he offered
No kind of explanation
They only take up space here
You do not need to save them
[Verse 2]
Open up the closet
Find his winter coat there
Check inside the pockets
Find a crumpled note there
It says, "Milk and Sunday paper"
And a heart smudged in blue ink
Fold it up and box it
Before you've time to think
[Verse 3]
Sundays are the hardest
Avoid familiar back roads
Erase the old phone numbers
Delete all the photos
And those you haven't heard from
Will come as no surprise
They made their calculation
When they chose a side
These are your instructions
Should you choose to follow
Sit down with pen and paper
Begin with something hollow
Like the last words he offered
No kind of explanation
They only take up space here
You do not need to save them
[Verse 2]
Open up the closet
Find his winter coat there
Check inside the pockets
Find a crumpled note there
It says, "Milk and Sunday paper"
And a heart smudged in blue ink
Fold it up and box it
Before you've time to think
[Verse 3]
Sundays are the hardest
Avoid familiar back roads
Erase the old phone numbers
Delete all the photos
And those you haven't heard from
Will come as no surprise
They made their calculation
When they chose a side
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