The Service

The service took place Inside of an old church Did you still believe in god? Is this what you would want? Surrounded by people That I've never met, Giving condolences Faces I'll forget We all got dressed up And we sat in the pews Time stood still I didn't know what to do The first time I'd felt death Is my last memory Of you I watched my mother Give your eulogy She hardly met my eyes I think she saw you in me I watched my mother Give your eulogy The hurt in the room The weight of your body Death be not proud She said Death be not proud I wish I spoke I wish I could've cried I wish could've looked My own mother in the eyes You left a mark on me I had never expected You left a mark on me I had never expected I know I should've done more A family I neglected Months have passed, I still think of you often The weight of your body in the coffin I lay you down and hear that awful sound My mother's cry as we carry you out Months have passed, I still think of you often The weight of your body carrying your coffin A family unfamiliar The coldest day that winter Months have passed, I still think of you often The weight of your body in the coffin The weight of your body in the coffin I never want to go through this again