The Hearse Songtext
von Night Flight

Everybody is dressed in black,
Writing up a eulogy,
Dreaming of days they can′t get back.

When will this coffin break?
We are burying our empathy,
Finding it harder to relate.

We've been following the hearse,
Thinking of the worst.
Following the hearse for too long.

Everybody is spinning out,
Crying out for some revelry
Before they are six feet underground.

Every mistake I make
Feels like it will be the death of me,
Unless I can get my story straight.
I′ve been following the hearse,
Thinking of the worst.
Following the hearse for too long.
For too long.


Most of the time I try to be someone I'm not.
Most of the time I try to be someone I'm not.
Someone I′m not.
Someone I′m not.

I've been following the hearse,
Thinking of the worst.
Following the hearse for too long.
For too long. For too long.

My heart is with the living,
But my head is in the dirt.
My heart is with the living,
But I′m walking in reverse.
My heart is with the living,
But my head is in the dirt.
My heart is with the living,
But my head is in the dirt.
My heart is with the living,
But my head is in the dirt.
My heart is with the living,
But my head is in the dirt.