Going to Your Funeral Part I

Going to your funeral now and feeling

I could scream

Everything goes away

Driving down the highway through the

perfect sunny dream

A perfect day for perfect pain

Look at all the people with

the flowers in their hands

They put the flower on the box

that's holding all the sand that was...

That was once...

That was once you

Honolulu Hurricane I knew

that you were not insane

Living in the insane wolrd

Smiling like it's no big deal

Scabby wound that never heal

The woman was only a girl

Look at all the people with

their heads down in their hands

When everything I'm feeling

makes it hard to understand

that, uh

What I need to miss...

It's what I need to miss...

Is you

Going to your funeral

I'm feeling like a fool

No one's gonna take the blame

Thinking 'bout the days of

hanging out behind the school

Everything goes away