Texty písní Funeral for a Friend

Funeral for a Friend

Juneau

Tied to the testing of wills, where my heart breaks and spills

Left to the sight of the sky, in your arms I'm defined

Thrown to the wolves in the minds of your enemies,

in the minds of your enemies

And I'm stone in the eyes of your foolishness

If this is what I'm meant for, no longer interesting

Fall forward to even the score

Just a thought to you

Tied to the testing of wills, where my heart breaks and spills

Left to the sight of the sky, in your arms I'm defined

Thrown to the wolves in the minds of your enemies,

in the minds of your enemies

And I'm stone in the eyes of your foolishness

And I'm nothing more than a line in your book

Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book

Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book

Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book

In your book, in your book

If this is what I'm meant for, no longer interesting

Fall forward to even the score

Just a thought to you

(Just a thought to you)

(Just a thought to you)

Yet I'm nothing more

Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book

Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book