Funeral Masses for William Jennings (Viewing Hours 4-6)
Dearly beloved,
We're gathered here to mourn
The death of the young one
The death of your first born
And he tried, tried to understand
Why his lungs gave out.
His last dying words went out from them
It isn't enough for your family
It isn't enough for your father
But is it enough to break your spirits?
And he's breaking like a thousand windows
But he's on the pane that keeps the glass from hitting the floor
He's the kind of guy you wish would just leave
He wears his heart on his sleeve
You won't see any pictures with the whole family
He doesn't wait
He just goes out of control
Before the cops know
A man who can kill two stones with one bird
Please step back from that highway
Don't you see it goes my way
Please step back from that highway
If you're number eight, then he's number nine.
It adds up half the time
A teller with no fortune
A body left out to find
I once was told that white gold looks so pretty on your skin
The jewelery which covers up all the rusting within.
Please step back from that highway
Don't you see it goes my way
Please step back from that highway
It isn't enough for your family
It isn't enough for your father
But is it enough to break your spirits?
He's kind of like the wind
You can't see it, but you feel it
And that's the only way you know that he's there
And how can you leave a place you've never been to?
Or run away from something that's not chasing
And it never was
Please step back from that highway
Don't you see it goes my way
Please step back from that highway