The Funeral

I’m coming up only
To hold you under
To know you
Is hard we wander
To know you all wrong
We were
Ooooohh oooohh
Ooooohhhoohhhhooh
It’s really to late to
Call so we wait for
Morning to wake you
It’s all we got
To the outside
The dead leaves they all blow
Before they died
Had trees to hang their hope
Ooooohh oooohh
Ooooohhhoohhhhooh
And every occasion once more
Called the funeral
And every occastion
Of one billion day funeral
Ooooohh oooohh
Ooooohhhoohhhhooh