Funeral on Fire Songtext
von John Craigie

Subway moves slow at night like the whole train is tired
And there′s a good chance you don't wanna see me
New York likes to watch me fail, I miss NorCal
Where a business card is just a jar of weed


Lie to me, like a dream, like the promise of fire
Can′t you see, if there's room to sink
Then there's gotta be a little room to get higher

The opposite of love is not hate but indifference
Oh wise ones teach me how to break through

Honor me, like a dream, like a funeral on fire
Can′t you see if there′s room to breath
Then there's always a little room to get higher