Текст песни Funeral For A Friend

And it came from nothing, but there was always something

The way the skies grew brighter and the nights grew darker

I hold onto everyone that I hold dearest to my heart, and I won't forget them

I won't forget them

Fleeting, always fading

And never needed more

Waiting, always waiting

Scraped across the wooden floor

And the passing tide reaches out and covers me with images

Of everyone that I have known, or ever had to see

And I won't forget them

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Fleeting, always fading

And never needed more

Waiting, always waiting

Scraped across the wooden floor

When the day is done another setting sun is down

When the day is done another setting sun

Waiting, always waiting

Scraped across the wooden floor (when will you be coming home?)

Scraped across the wooden floor (when will you be coming home?)

Scraped across the wooden floor (when will you be coming home?)

Scraped across the wooden floor