Funeral, Pt. 4 Lyrics

Forty days since your death

We flew across the ocean for time alone

We rented a place by a frozen lake

For thirty days it was our home

All your kids and the grandkids scattered around picking their rooms

I picked the couch

While mom in her solitude is sitting by herself with her pills in hand

The cold is seeping in

My meds are kicking in

I'm numb but I just can't fall asleep

I want to go outside

But my arms and legs feel tied

By imaginary ropes inside my mind

Inside my mind

Inside my mind

Inside my mind

Healing wounds start to open

Your missing presence is hard to hide

Mom lashes out at at the slightest things

Like how we didn't wake up on time

We try to stay understanding

But hurtful words can cut so deep

For how long do we keep pretending

That we're still the perfect family

The cold is seeping in

My meds are kicking in

I'm numb but I just can't fall asleep

I want to go outside

But my arms and legs are tied

By imaginary ropes inside my mind

Inside my mind

Inside my mind

Inside my mind

And I wonder how will we divide

As my brother and sisters are fighting picking sides

I don't know where to go

I'm helpless in the middle too

I'm at the verge of a break down and no one is there to mind

The grief is sinking in

Our patience wearing thin

I'm drugged up but I still can't fall asleep

I'm dying to run outside

But my emotions are still tied

To the fading hope to God that we'll be fine

That we'll be fine

That we'll be fine

That we'll be fine