Lyrics Funerals - Ragnar Zolberg

this is the occasion
that I never wished for
god I'm getting used to this
god I'm getting immune to this
travel across the ocean
to say my last goodbyes
but I'll be seeing you someday
I'l be feeling you

sleep little girl
the rest is just a cool sail
sleep now little girl
the rest is just a cool sail

I will water all the flowers
you'll give them earth
leave the illness in the coffin
let it turn to dirt
travel across the ocean
to say my last goodbyes
but I'll be seeing you bloom again
I'll be seeing you bloom