Brian Buckley Band funeral

I haven't seen you since the funeral
and so much has gone on since then
time has disappeared in the mirror
and the king died dead with her prints all over the gun
The sign reads caution
as the twilight grows dim
ain't no guarantee
the trumpet fade charge
as the angels applaud
last call and then,
vanishing.
Tell me that I am you puzzle piece
and the I fit, every picture, every image you had
But then again, what do you want me to be?
the onlly truth, is this present,
I just came here to tell, that I'm not afraid,
to love you
The sign reads caution
as the twilight grows dim
ain't no guarantee
the trumpet fade charge
as the angels applaud
last call and then,
vanishing.
The sign reads caution
as the twilight grows dim
ain't no guarantee
the trumpet fade charge
as the angels applaud
last call and then,
vanishing.