I see the flowers try and lift the room

But the overwhelming gloom

Tells me I should sit down and deliver nothing

Look at these old pictures on the wall

Happy days them all

And the bottle was that last nail in the coffin

It's a rainy day and everyone's in black

But once the wake is over, we'll be back

Armed with spades and sacks

Burying our tracks

Digging up the past

Yeah - we're piecing you back together

Yeah yeah - we're taking out the carbonite

With these new parts, you'll last forever and ever

Yeah yeah we're bringing you back to life

People talk about the words you said

And the letters that I read

And words are the things that last forever

And of course the pictures on the wall

They don't convey it at all

That natural smile - yeah whatever!

It's a rainy day and everyone's in black

But once the wake is over, we'll be back

Armed with spades and sacks

Burying our tracks

Digging up the past

Yeah - we're piecing you back together

Yeah yeah - we're taking out the carbonite

With these new parts, you'll last forever and ever

Yeah yeah we're bringing you back to life