Standard (EADGBE)
x2
A little narcotic warm on me
what will I do without the weight of you.
Funeral singers wail
charity fails whose 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 are funeral singers
funeral singers. Funeral singers wailing.
x2
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 are funeral singers.
Funeral singers funeral singers wailing