The Service

The service took place
 Inside of an old church
 Did you still believe in god?
 Is this what you would want?
 Surrounded by people
 That I've never met,
 Giving condolences
 Faces I'll forget
 We all got dressed up
 And we sat in the pews
 Time stood still
 I didn't know what to do
 The first time
 I'd felt death
 Is my last memory
 Of you
 I watched my mother
 Give your eulogy
 She hardly met my eyes
 I think she saw you in me
 I watched my mother
 Give your eulogy
 The hurt in the room
 The weight of your body
 Death be not proud
 She said
 Death be not proud
 I wish I spoke
 I wish I could've cried
 I wish could've looked
 My own mother in the eyes
 You left a mark on me
 I had never expected
 You left a mark on me
 I had never expected
 I know I should've done more
 A family I neglected
 Months have passed, I still think of you often
 The weight of your body in the coffin
 I lay you down and hear that awful sound
 My mother's cry as we carry you out
 Months have passed, I still think of you often
 The weight of your body carrying your coffin
 A family unfamiliar
 The coldest day that winter
 Months have passed, I still think of you often
 The weight of your body in the coffin
 The weight of your body in the coffin
 I never want to go through this again