First to Leave the Funeral
by Akercocke
From the album: Renaissance in Extremis
Track 4 of 9 on Renaissance in Extremis (2017).
Duration: 6:24
Lyrics for First to Leave the Funeral
With honesty I repay you With clarity I betray you Place my hands gently Over your ears To save you the sound Of my scream A retreat into reverie The ghost of hands held tight If the eyes are closed Perhaps you never walked away Cold to the bone Cold as a grave The memories The rain The tears The rain is a gift From the night When was was the last moment No final touch What were the last words? No final words When was the last glance? No final look From beginning To end These are the same stars That watched you