Constant Illuminations — Funeral For A Friend

Where's the emotion? Tuned to the sound of sincerity Without connection The lesson doesn't come for free Senseless distractions Your spoken words are just a lie These interactions The desperate act of fleeting minds

Constant illuminations With no hope of preservation Nothing but friendly fire Soon you will be home again

Buried expression They are the heart of everything Distant impressions When there is nothing left to say So damn lucky To be hear at the end of the end of the day So damn lucky When all the streets still cal your name

Constant illuminations With no hope of preservation Nothing but friendly fire Soon you will be home again

(spirit dies within)

Constant illuminations With no hope of preservation Nothing but friendly fire Soon you will be home again

The spirit, the spirit, the spirit It dies within