It was cold the sky would not snow The wind wouldn't blow We had to leave but had nowhere to go Fire lit up the sky and burned in your eyes Where the weight of the world Was so thinly disguised And the room was as dark as a funeral Hey, I have to say I think of your face And when you went away The dogs would not stop howling Think of you just like a funeral So the fabric of me Has torn at the seams And the madness ensues while I rest in my dreams And the news was that of a funeral