Plans For A Funeral

Take me far

Take me love

We've grown apart

Lost from the start

But we've come home

And you've gone home

And I need lungs to climb out

Out

Bathe my skin

Waste too thin

But trap me in holes

Let them be entertained

Flower me with violets

My cheeks are stained

But we've come home

And you've gone home

And I need lungs to climb out

Out

Out

Out

Out

Out

Tiptoe round the pale-faced with withered smiles

I'll cady the weight to bear to hold us down

To keep afloat

To build a home

Reflect with open hearts

This cut deeper than just mine

But I will dig a hole to keep us amongst the ground

Bury our feet rooted heavy

Muffled sound

Reflect with open hearts

This cut deeper than just mine

But I will dig a hole to keep us amongst the ground

Bury our feet rooted heavy

Muffled sound

Sound

Sound

Sound

Sound