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Farewell to Ed
For Ed is dead
The careless boy
Laid to rest
A velvet floor
To place his head
An empty bag
A wooden chest
Still beautiful in death
The moisture fogs my breath
Two hundred lowered eyes
A hundred mute goodbyes
I never thought your threats would come good
You never did what you said you would
Your mum and dad
They look so old
All huddled up
In an inky cloak
I’m not surprised
This room is cold
It’s empty too
It’s stinks of floss
I sat with dad and drank some beer
We hadn’t spoken since last year
I took his hand, led him upstairs
Silently drew his body near
I couldn’t see, missed you so much
Missed you so large I had to fuck
Between your sheets all charred with grief
The pillows tainted with your dreams
I didn’t want to stop that fate
I should’ve said a thousand things
Yeh, but hey
Like we agreed
I will be brave
I will pour whisky
On your grave
Smoke cigarettes
Amongst the stones
Sprinkle champagne
Upon your bones
If burial restricts your view
I’ll bring the city here to you
I’ll pack the river and the clock
Wrap it into a picnic box
With golden bows
And crystal mugs
My dancing heels
Will feel the mud
We’ll disco boogie until the dawn
I’ll teach the village how to mourn
My living room
In future times
You’re just a face
Above my fire
I futile sound
A distant chime
I’ll think of this
And I will cry
Perhaps I’ll drop my toast
The sound of shattered glass
Thought I forgot at last
Some things just never pass
Easy to say
Hard to believe
There’ll come a day
That I don’t grieve
Until the time
My body leaves
I will regret
That you don’t breath
Farewell to Ed   For Ed is dead   The careless boy   Laid to rest   A velvet floor   To place his head    An empty bag   A wooden chest   Still beautiful in death   The moisture fogs my breath   Two hundred lowered eyes   A hundred mute goodbyes   I never thought your threats would come good   You never did what you said you would   Your mum and dad   They look so old   All huddled up   In an inky cloak   I’m not surprised   This room is cold   It’s empty too   It’s stinks of floss   I sat with dad and drank some beer   We hadn’t spoken since last year   I took his hand, led him upstairs   Silently drew his body near   I couldn’t see, missed you so much    Missed you so large I had to fuck   Between your sheets all charred with grief   The pillows tainted with your dreams   I didn’t want to stop that fate   I should’ve said a thousand things   Yeh, but hey   Like we agreed   I will be brave   I will pour whisky   On your grave   Smoke cigarettes   Amongst the stones   Sprinkle champagne   Upon your bones   If burial restricts your view   I’ll bring the city here to you   I’ll pack the river and the clock   Wrap it into a picnic box   With golden bows   And crystal mugs   My dancing heels   Will feel the mud   We’ll disco boogie until the dawn   I’ll teach the village how to mourn   My living room   In future times   You’re just a face   Above my fire   I futile sound   A distant chime   I’ll think of this   And I will cry   Perhaps I’ll drop my toast   The sound of shattered glass   Thought I forgot at last   Some things just never pass   Easy to say   Hard to believe   There’ll come a day   That I don’t grieve   Until the time    My body leaves   I will regret    That you don’t breath