Kind Of Like Spitting - Holding Patterns lyrics

Dan and I got stoned On my porch the day your ashes hit the river I considered irony I couldn't quite think of any word "B" thinks I should write you a letter That it might be better than just lashing out So I gave it to a typewriter And it was also ridiculous written down I remember so much light off you Every song held a smile for you I often do these things like you Laughing out the side of my face Dancing to your old mix tapes A sweater soft, a hug goodbye When you called us three days later We all knew you were high We all knew you were tired But we thought you'd make it through the night Every song held a smile for you I remember so much life in you How I never had the guts to make a move I remember walking out on you