Funeral for a Friend
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Shouldering the blame
Walking into frame
Like a lighted silhouette
Against a cotton sheet
Smothering the crease
Tin can in hand
Waiting for God to come around
But He never comes around
He never comes around
Quiet like a mouse
Building up your house
Just to tear it down
Leaving us the pieces
Do they ever fit?
Tin can in hand
Waiting for God to come around
But He never comes around
He never comes around
Tin can in hand
Waiting for God to come around
But He never comes around
He never comes around
- Album:
- Chapter and Verse
- Conduit
- Between Order and Model [Remastered]
- Miscellaneous
- The Young & Defenceless (EP)
- Your History Is Mine: 2002-2009
- Memory And Humanity
- Hours
- Casually Dressed And Deep In Conversation
- Seven Ways To Scream Your Name (EP)
- Welcome Home Armageddon
- Roses for the Dead (Live at Islington Academy)
- Streetcar (Live at Islington Academy)
- Walk Away
- Roses for the Dead / Kiss and Makeup
- Roses for the Dead / 10.45 Amsterdam Conversations
- Roses For The Dead
- History (Radio Version)
- History
- Rock Ballads