Video de Funeral Flowers

And It's a long ride home when you just buried your own
Forced goodbyes have been stolen from your lips
Not even the sun feels warm as it cuts through the clouds
And lays down across your skin
Fake flowers and hymns hailing Jesus Christ
Oh so sterile white and over lit
And a dead body laying in a wooden box
Opened up so you won't forget
Now we're on our way, to glory
Get in line, follow the light
And all we've been and done
And all, all will be forgiven
And don't let them give me no fancy funeral
I don't want strangers crying on account of me
Just open your hand and let mine go and say goodbye
Let me live somewhere in a memory
And I'll be on my way, to glory
Get in line, follow the light
And all we've been and done
And all, will be forgiven
And I won't be scared when my time comes
Just happy I walked with the living