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