Under A Funeral Moon Songtext
von Hightower

I often think about what could have been
Those little things I′ve wasted
Too many for too long
As I keep counting down
Each and every year's slowly passing me by
I feel more lost than found right among this brainless crowd

I didn′t have the time
To find what's really mine and what depends on me not you
Don't wanna wait in line
When I feel so fuckin′ down I can′t escape their point of view


I can't get through
I didn′t have the time
I'm torn in two
Until I touch the ground again
I don′t know where I belong

I never think about
What could have been
Those little things I've wasted
That put me on my way
I often think about
What should have been
It wakes me up at night

If there was a light in the morning
Maybe someday it could mean something more
Sleep is a chain I deal with
Troubles I have are not meant to be wrong

Silence is all that′s left to me