Funeral — текст песни (Devin Townsend)

[Words and music by Devin Townsend]

Jesus, here lies my brother
Tortured and blown
Stretch for the heavens and go
...I watch him go
Here it comes

Jesus was a poor boy
Jesus was a poor boy
"It`s justa spring clean for the May queen"
I`m coming home

And this one`s for the life
This one`s for the funeral in the rain
And if only for tonight
This one`s for the funeral in the rain

The day`s gone and the year`s gone
And I don`t know when I`m coming home
I can`t hold on to what I`ve had
When what I`ve had
There`s nothing left at all...

So this one`s for the life
This one`s for the funeral in the rain
And if only for tonight
Close your eyes and try to sleep again...

A world away, you turn away
I`m wide awake, and I don`t need your home
Tell me why he went, it seems to be
An element to this mystery
It`s so cold today, so I get away, and I`m left behind with nothing but words...