Jesus, here lies my brother
Tortured and blown
Stretch for the heavens and go
...I watch him go
Here it comes
Jesus was a poor boy,
Jesus was a poor boy
"It's just a spring clean for the may queen"
And this one's for the life,
This one's for the funeral in the rain
And if only for tonight,
This one's for the funeral in the rain...
The day's gone, and the year's gone,
And I don't know when I'm coming home
I can't hold on to what I've had,
When in what I've had
There's nothing left at all...
So this one's for the life,
This one's for the funeral in the rain
And if only for tonight,
Close your eyes and try to sleep again...
A world away, you turn away,
I'm wide awake, and I don't need your home
Tell me why he went, it seems to be
An element to this mystery
It's so cold today, so I get away,
And I'm left behind with nothing but words...
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