October Project. A Funeral in His Heart. Zeneszám
He had a dream,
It was haunting him at night;
It would fly into his hands.
So he tried to cage it,
But he only made it fly away...
He heard a song,
It was running through his mind;
It was singing from the past.
So he tried to sing it,
But he found he could not make it last.
The world is falling apart,
He's getting older,
And there's a funeral in his heart.
He was alone
With a picture of his life
On the outside looking in;
So he tried to change it,
But he lost the person he had been.
The world is falling apart,
He's getting older,
And there's a funeral in his heart.
Thunder moving under the mountain,
Thunder in his dreams,
Hoping that there must be a word for
Everything he means...
He had a love,
It was keeping him alive;
It was someone else ago.
So he tried to hide it,
But he knew he'd never let it go.
The world is falling apart,
He's getting older,
And there's a funeral in his heart.
It was haunting him at night;
It would fly into his hands.
So he tried to cage it,
But he only made it fly away...
He heard a song,
It was running through his mind;
It was singing from the past.
So he tried to sing it,
But he found he could not make it last.
The world is falling apart,
He's getting older,
And there's a funeral in his heart.
He was alone
With a picture of his life
On the outside looking in;
So he tried to change it,
But he lost the person he had been.
The world is falling apart,
He's getting older,
And there's a funeral in his heart.
Thunder moving under the mountain,
Thunder in his dreams,
Hoping that there must be a word for
Everything he means...
He had a love,
It was keeping him alive;
It was someone else ago.
So he tried to hide it,
But he knew he'd never let it go.
The world is falling apart,
He's getting older,
And there's a funeral in his heart.