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"Funeral" - Band of Horses

I understand, but I don't. It's better this way, but it's not. You're right. So right, but so very wrong. Why let common sense come back to you now? It frustrates me that you didn't listen to it then. I know. I get it. I got it faster than you ever did. Yet sitting across from you with this feeling of not really knowing you; a feeling of wanting to help you and at the same time hating you for what you've allowed yourself to become, ate at me. And I lost my appetite.

I'm dying here. I'm struggling with myself. I want to walk away. We walked away. It's done. So why doesn't it feel done? Something was missing. Maybe I'm thinking too much into this as I always do. Maybe it's only because you have someone to fall back on that it's somehow ok for you to fall. But you'll break eventually, if you haven't already... so leave them be. They shouldn't get from you what you should've given me.

I wanted to get up and slap you. I wanted to hold you tight and keep you. I wanted to fix you like you were supposed to fix me. But I hate what you put me through. I hate how I was when I would worry about you. The aching emptiness that grew deeper inside me with every minute that passed without a response from you. I didn't want to care, but I did. And I know I deserve more than this... more than second-guessing you. And even a little bit of that hatred settled long enough to let me let you go again.

It felt like goodbye, but only one of us was crying this time. I guess it's because I don't believe it's the last time when we've had so many last times. Was this all it was supposed to be? Just a. "Hello, goodbye and telling me you love me?" Tell me because I'm still waiting for the surprise. The tug. The fight. I'm still searching for more. I want to hear what you write. So let me be your journal. And maybe then I'll be satisfied.


Lyrics:

I'm coming up only to hold you under
I'm coming up only to show you wrong
And to know you is hard; we wonder
To know you all wrong; we were.

Really too late to call,
So we wait for morning to wake you
That's all we got
to know me as hardly golden
Is to know me all wrong, they were.

At every occasion I'll be ready for the funeral
Every occasion, once more, it's called the funeral
Every occasion, know I'm ready for the funeral
At every occasion, oh, one billion day funeral

I'm coming up only to show you down,
For I'm coming up only to show you wrong.

To the outside: the dead leaves, they're on the lawn
Before they died, had trees to hang their hope

And every occasion
I'll be ready for the funeral
And every occasion once more
It's called the funeral
And every occasion
Oh, I'm ready for the funeral
Every occasion
Of one billion day funeral

http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/bandofhorses/thefuneral.html
http://www.sonicitchmusic.com/2007/11/band-of-horses-have-a-change-of-heart/
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