Claustrophobic body, still warm   Teary eyed acquaintances over my,   Body still mourn seraphic host,   Waiting by the door, uprepared   No baggage not ready to go      The only certainty in life, lives in death      Friends and family gather around this site to see   Dressed in all your best black clothes, mourn.      Mourn      If these wings shall fail, meet me... Half way there      The only certainty in life is death      And I can see my house from here.   It's so beautiful the way the light shines   Across your pretty face, and I I've packed   My bags Father, I'm coming home, I'm rising