Interpret:

Funeral For A Friend

Album:

Tales Don't Tell Themselves

And it came from nothing
But there was always something
And when the sky burned brighter
And the nights grew darker


Hold on to everyone
That I hold dearly
To my heart
And I wont forget them


I wont forget them


Fading, always fading
Never needed more
Waiting, always waiting
Scraped across the wooden floor


And the passing time
Reaches Out
And Covers Me
With Images
Of everyone that i have known
Are ever hard to see


And I wont forget them
And I wont forget them


Fading, always fading
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


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