Many Funerals — Eisley

Bring along your tricks and trade We will lie here, here we lay And though this ship is out to sea I'm content to lie peacefully

Young and agile, seaside born My parents death did I dear mourn Now in this wicked world risk I Bold endeavors by and by

Oooh... Break, break down Break, break down

Oooh... And now they have no chances They fill the empty caskets And leave you with your tears And, oh, now we take our chances We all will take more chances Before our lives end, too

Oooh... Break, break down Break, break down

How could you have left us here? You had friends, you had us, goodbye

Goodbye (break, break down) Goodbye (break, break down) Goodbye (break, break down) Bye