Version 1:      Everyone that I ever knew was crammed into a little building with a hardwood floor   Dimly lit, it smelled of stale smoke    And friends were choking back the tears that they had come there for   And I was in a little jar upon the stage   Where all my records and guitars were neatly placed      Left of the tables of food sat two girls I could not recall speaking to   And one told the other   "Don't cry, we still have three of the others, it will be all right"   And I was hovering overhead taking it in   But all the things I should of said they were trapped forever in my skin      And there were a number of speeches where people said what they didn't want me to know   Telling all types of secrets I wish I would have known about five days ago   It would have been quite a surprise for me to look them dead in the eyes and say      Well, it was a lovely affair, people cared more than I had ever thought they would   Some kids stole what was left of the booze   The clean-up crew worked as hard as they thought they should   And I was hovering overhead taking it in   But all the things I should have said they were trapped forever in my skin         Version 2:       Everyone that I ever knew was crammed into a little building with a concrete floor   Dimly lit, it smelled of stale smoke    And friends were choking back the tears that they had come there for   And I was in a little jar upon the stage   Where all my records and guitars were neatly placed      Left of the tables of food, sat two girls I could not recall speaking to   And one told the other   "Don't cry, we still have three of the others, it will be all right"   And I was hovering overhead taking it in   I cannot believe he is dead, he was just beginning to begin      And there were a number of speeches where people said what they didn't want me to know   Telling all types of secrets, I wish I would have had a clue five days ago   It would've been quite a surprise to look them dead in the eyes, and say      Well, it was a lovely affair, people cared more than I had ever though they would   Some kids stole what was left of the booze   The cleanup crew worked as hard as they thought they should   And I was in a little jar up on the stage   I cannot believe he is dead, he was just beginning to begin