Novella
Funeral for a Friend
Wasting time, it's over and ended
Wasting time, we deserve
Hold that line, they ask us in safety
Hold that line, when we talk
I can see the headlights and pavements
My legs can't carry me that far,
If this distance isn't enough they'll cry
Another river to see you drown
Faceless lies, it's easy to speak when
Every word is your own
Selfish eyes look onward in protest as we
Tear down thier disguise
Your days were golden while
we bleed...