In A Place Of Solace
A casket, opened up
A family gathers here.
I may not have been
What you wanted me to have been, for your first born
Do they mourn my life or celebrate my death
Do they celebrate my death
This casket, close it up
This casket, close it up
No one speaks, no one says a word, no one here stands
This is honesty through passivity, looking away
This is ignorance through abstinence, you stay away
It ends with ashes, to destroy the evidence, and block the memory
Close it up, black it out and remain in a place of solace