Boxes and tapes I won’t make you let go, let’s take them all Bubble wrapped plates Tables and chairs decades old Far from perfect But you gave us the best Now there’s way too much room in this place Mum’s crying already Cause it’s time to leave Every room in this house Remembers the chaotic school morning rides All of dad’s trees in the yard Remember the night that our first pet died We can only take so much As we close this door behind But can we, can we take the memories with us Pencil marks on the wall Lines and our names of us growing tall Scratches on our garage door With ruby red paint, the first car I owned We were never perfect You gave us your best Now there’s way too much room in this place I know you’re not ready But it’s time to leave