Propagandhi - The Funeral Procession lyrics
[Propagandhi - The Funeral Procession lyrics]
Confusion and questions left strewn
In it's wake
But, I feel like I knew his pain
A mechanical failure while enduring the norm
Some of us fracture, others simply deform
And lose their elasticity
Never to return to the shape they were
I wonder which is worse
I try to keep my
Composure amidst the insanity
Resigned to the truth that I
Will not live to see
The dawn of a better day
That might wash away the sadness of this age
I try to keep the voices calling me at bay
Desperately clinging to any futile
Act of human decency
The voices love to remind me of
My futility, sitting on my hands
Hoping anyone else than
Me will do what should be done
It's hard not to succumb as they call my name
You gotta keep on truckin' anyways
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