Funeral Procession

The farthest thing from my mind the ordinary

So long ago

Youthful exhuberance left my vocabulary

So long ago

I think I need it back

I guess I should stop to take a moment to enjoy myself

see there's something else something else when

everything around me spins so fast I can't react

pay attention appreciate a thing or two

The sound of silence surrounded me I asked if

He found the city quiet

The same thing happens each and every week if

You look around you should try it

I think he was right

Walks through life his personal funeral procession

Ignore the corpse you'll get out of here soon

Wandering alone another dimension but his body never left the room

Casket breaks the silence falls onto the ground

Back to reality back to reality

Head snaps back reacting to the sound

He was perfectly happy a moment ago

Sometimes the conscious needs to hit me in the face

before I wind up face down one day never truly appreciate

the things that I've been missing all this time living my life half awake

I'm never gonna let another moment pass me by