Liz Lee
Текст песни The Funeral

comin' up only to hold you under
to know you is hard and we wonder
to know you all wrong we were

uuuuh uuuuuh..

It's really too late to call, so we wait for
morning to wake you its all we got
turn the outside the dead leaves they all blow
before they died they had trees to hang their hope

uuuuuuh uuuuuh...

at every occasion once more called the funeral
at every occasion one brilliant day funeral

uuuuuuh uuuuuh...