Текст песни The Procession

The procession went smoothly, the lights low and dim.

I raised my clear glass and I toast times to heaven,

But you're not the same love that I used to know.

Well, I'll break this guitar and board up these windows.

Just make sure they know that I won't return.

With my bloody lips, and your broken arms,

We'll turn into one and we'll sing the same song.Manchester Orchestra - The Procession - http://ru.motolyrics.com/manchester-orchestra/the-procession-lyrics.html

With my sinking feet and your heavy heart,

No don't you start. no don't you start this again.

This house screams of memories and half-written songs,

With the chance of completion depending on love.

This disconnected phone, well, it is seldom to speak.

Although, when it does it's so harsh and complete.