Going To Your Funeral Part I

Going to yourfuneral and feeling I could scream
Everything goes away
Driving down the highway through the perfect sunny dream
A perfect day for perfect pain
Look at all the people with the flowers in their hands
They put the flower on the box
That s holding all the sand that was…
That was once…
That was once you
Honolulu hurricane I knew that you were not insane
Living in the insane world
Smiling like it s no big deal
Scrabby wounds that never heal
The woman was only a girl
Look at all the people with their heads down in their hands
When everything I m feeling makes it hard to understand
That,
What I need to miss…
It s what I need to miss…
Is you
Going to your funeral and I m feeling like a fool
No one s gonna take the blame
Thinking about the days of hanging out behind the school
Everything goes away