The rollers are dead and no one's there to mourn the graves
A handful of ashes, no more caskets underground
If there's such a fear then why am I here? I shouldn't be
Awake when I'm down there otherwise I'd bear the second life
Too lazy to find the switch when the lights are missing out
They asked me why, I said "I'll close my eyes anyhow"
A quarter century, lost that sensory feel of love
But evidently you are all I'm thinking of
Sorry about the music
I'm trying not to push it
The pretty wall you wanted
I promise I would do it
A handful of ashes, no more caskets underground
If there's such a fear then why am I here? I shouldn't be
Awake when I'm down there otherwise I'd bear the second life
Too lazy to find the switch when the lights are missing out
They asked me why, I said "I'll close my eyes anyhow"
A quarter century, lost that sensory feel of love
But evidently you are all I'm thinking of
Sorry about the music
I'm trying not to push it
The pretty wall you wanted
I promise I would do it