FUNERAL SUIT

I've seen the great toil of man, watched me be erased
They’ve parted the seas but not yet made a key for the woman in chains
Everyone’s talking, everyone’s shouting, I’ll just be quiet, shall I?
I read your script and my role just concerned me walking from room to room crying

Nothing excites me
I’ve bottled my lightning
The world doesn’t frighten me half as much as it can
No nothing excites me
I’m tired of the routine
Of crying for you and the things I can’t hold in my hand

Any mistakes that I’ve made, I’ll claim them as mine
Paragon, virtue, the mother that hurt you, it’s all captured here in my smile
Lay your head on my breast, tell me your dreams, and i’ll put mine to bed
Sing me a lullaby, won’t you darling? For the life I almost had

Ah nothing excites me
I’ve bottled my lightning
The world isn’t frightening me half as much as I wish it would
No nothing excites me
I’m tired of the routine
Of crying for you and the way that I’ll look in my funeral suit