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.
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