A little narcotic warm on me
What will I do without the weight of you?
Funeral singers wail
Charity fails, who's child are you now?
The lighthouse keeper
Grazed the lip spread like a fog stood in the weather
And prayed for a push
But doesn't take the jump again tonight
The book is aching for the tree
Return, return, return to me
All my friends, all my friends
All my friends are weeds and rain
All my friends are half gone birds, are magnets
All my friends are words
All my friends, all my friends are
Funeral singers, funeral singers
Wailing
A spark is aching for the light
Return, return, return tonight
All my friends, all my friends
All my friends are keeping time
All my friends have just quit trying
All my friends, all my friends are
Funeral singers, funeral singers, funeral singers
Wailing
Wailing
The spark is aching for the light
Return, return, return tonight
All my friends, all my friends
All my friends are keeping time
All my friends have just quit trying
All my friends, all my friends are
Funeral singers, funeral singers, funeral singers
Wailing
Wailing
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