Funeral Masses


Dearly beloved,
We're gathered here to mourn,
The death of the young one,
The death of your first born
And he tried, tried to understand,
Why his lungs gave out
His last dying words went out from them

It isn't enough,
For your family
It isn't enough,
For your father
But is it enough,
To break your spirits
And he's breaking,
Like a thousand windows
But he's on the pane,
That keeps the glass from hitting the floor

He's the kind of guy you wish would just leave
He wears his heart on his sleeve
You won't see any pictures,
With the whole family
He doesn't wait, he just goes,
Out of control, he broke the cop's nose
A man who can kill,
Two stones with one bird

Please step back from that highway
Don't you see it goes my way
Please step back from that highway

If you're number eight,
Then he's number nine
It adds up half the time
A teller with no fortune
But he lucked out just fine

I once was told,
That white gold,
Looks so pretty on your skin
The jewelery, which covers up,
All the rusting within

Please step back from that highway
Don't you see it goes my way
Please step back from that highway

It isn't enough,
For your family
It isn't enough,
For your father
But is it enough,
To break your spirits
He's kind of like the wind,
You can't see it, but you feel it
And that's the only way,
You know he's there
And how can you leave,
A place you've never been to
Or runaway from something,
Thats not chasing,
And it never was

Please step back from that highway
Don't you see it goes my way
Please step back from that highway







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