Lyrics Funeral For A Friend – Sun–Less
Text:
Broken hands, so sans soleil
It lights my way through these
empty streets at night.
Dragging heels, the cold air stabs me
like a needle running with this thread
Scissors cut me dead and gone
living like the blade I carry
I never thought of you
living all alone,
scissors cut me dead I never felt
like anyone could ever be
so far from home
The day begins
when the music ends its days
like these that I
wish I were somewhere else.
And I can’t forget my own name
replace it with a voice
that carries on.
Scissors cut me dead and gone
living like the blade I carry
I never thought of you
living all alone,
scissors cut me dead I never felt
like anyone could ever be
so far from home
The day begins
when the music ends its days
like these that I
wish I were somewhere else.
And I can’t forget my own name
replace it with a voice
that carries on.
Album
Funeral For A Friend – Funeral For A Friend - Conduit
Funeral For A Friend – High Castles
Funeral For A Friend – Elements
Funeral For A Friend – Sun–Less
Funeral For A Friend – Grey
Funeral For A Friend – Travelled
Funeral For A Friend – Death Comes To Us All
Funeral For A Friend – Nails
Funeral For A Friend – Best Friends And Hospital Beds
Funeral For A Friend – The Distance
Funeral For A Friend – Conduit
Funeral For A Friend – Spine