This song recounts my experience at my Grampy’s funeral on a cold, rainy day. While at the funeral home, my thoughts were on death, the afterlife, and my own mortality. Then I realized this was my second visit there. When we arrived at the church, I remember feeling like I’d already been there three times. At the gravesite, my cousin is crying, so I gently put my arm around her waist, and she responds kindly. It was a military funeral—full honors with taps played on the bugle, the folding of the American flag, and a twenty-one gun salute that reverberates louder than you’d expect after watching it on TV.