Letra Funeral For A Friend de The Diary original

And it came from nothing, but there was always something
The way the skies grew brighter and the nights grew darker
I hold onto everyone that I hold dearest to my heart, and I won't forget them
I won't forget them

Fleeting, always fading
And never needed more
Waiting, always waiting
Scraped across the wooden floor

And the passing tide reaches out and covers me with images
Of everyone that I have known, or ever had to see
And I won't forget them
And I won't forget them

Fleeting, always fading
And never needed more
Waiting, always waiting
Scraped across the wooden floor

When the day is done another setting sun is down
When the day is done another setting sun

Waiting, always waiting
Scraped across the wooden floor (when will you be coming home?)
Scraped across the wooden floor (when will you be coming home?)
Scraped across the wooden floor (when will you be coming home?)
Scraped across the wooden floor