Funeral کے بول

Jesus, here lies my brother Tortured and blown Stretch for the heavens and go I watch him go Here it comes Jesus was a poor boy Jesus was a poor boy It's justa spring clean for the may queen I'm coming home And this one's for the life This one's for the funeral in the rain And if only for tonight This one's for the funeral in the rain The day's gone and the year's gone And I don't know when I'm coming home I can't hold on to what I've had When what I've had There's nothing left at all So this one's for the life This one's for the funeral in the rain And if only for tonight Close your eyes and try to sleep again A world away, you turn away I'm wide awake, and I don't need your home Tell me why he went, it seems to be An element to this mystery It's so cold today, so I get away And I'm left behind with nothing but words