Funeral

Look after her

Before yourself

A lot of weight

You're only 12

You get it now

But I don't forgive

When I turned 18

You went amiss

Only in black and white

I see I've got your eyes

It's clear to me now where I

Get that eager smile

Shifting gears in your car 'cause you'll never give me the keys

Basketball in the park every brick hard cheese

Family pictures at home

I can't recall your voice

One look at your headstone

Bullet to the dome

Ashes gone in the wind

Flowers growing in the field

Given life by the tears from her eyes I kneel

Looking at the horizon you spoke over all the time

One thing missing now

A lone Spitfire

Only in black and white

I see I've got your eyes

It's clear to me now where I

Get that eager smile