Funeral Coach

In a meadow
Faded and slow
Crawling on us
Swallowing crow
Laying waiting
Eager to please
Failing motives
Dying unease
Cross the great divide
Don’t be killed by pride
You’re not too young to die
Through the trees
Feel the breeze
Feel the breeze
Through the trees
In a meadow
Faded and slow
Crawling on us
Swallowing crow
Laying waiting
Eager to please
Failing motives
Dying unease
Cross the great divide
Don’t be killed by pride
You’re not too young to die
Through the trees
Feel the breeze
Feel the breeze
Through the trees