

Prompt / Lyrics
You taught me how to tie my shoes How to hide when I’m bruised Said, “Stand tall, don’t let them see” Guess that lesson stuck with me Your house still smells like soap and tea Like you’ll walk out any minute, smiling They keep talking, I tune it out I don’t know how to say this out loud Black shirt Sunday Church bells in my chest Everyone says you’re resting But I’m not at rest I’m standing quiet Like you raised me to Hands in my pockets Trying not to break in two Black shirt Sunday You’re slipping away And I don’t know how To be okay Hospital lights, too clean, too white You look smaller than you did in life I hold your hand, it’s paper-thin Still the safest place I’ve been I crack a joke, you squeeze my thumb Like you know what I’m running from They say, “Be strong, you’re the man” I don’t think they understand Black shirt Sunday Machines breathe for you I’m counting seconds Trying not to lose I’m smiling politely Like boys are taught Don’t cry here Don’t make it awkward Black shirt Sunday I’m watching you go Losing the only Home I’ve known If heaven’s real, you better wait I still need you to say my name I wasn’t ready to be the one Who carries on when you’re done They shake my hand, say “She lived well” That doesn’t help, but I nod anyway Your voice still lives inside my head Every “be brave” you ever said Black shirt Sunday You’re gone, but you stay In the way I stand In the words I say I’ll live louder Like you asked me to But every win Still belongs to you Black shirt Sunday I let you go But I’ll carry you Everywhere I go If I make you proud I hope you see I learned how to be a man From loving you And losing you
Tags
Dark pop, male vocals, acoustic guitar
3:52
No
12/28/2025