Текст песни City And Colour - Body In A Box

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There's a funeral procession on the highway traffic screeches to a hault theres people searching for a better way to live there lives, woah Johnny lived a good life you'll hear them say as tears of sadness soak the ground the reaper crept in, took his breath away in the middle of the night, oh We celebrate the lives of the dead its like a mans best party only happens when he dies we gather round to pay our respects while there souls are still searching for the light searching for the light So please dont come to me on my dying day just let me go in peace with all the things that i forgot to say racing through my mind, oh And dont you bury me six feet under ground just burn my body in a box and let my ashes blow with the wind out into the night sky We celebrate the lives of the dead its like a mans best party only happens when he dies we gather round to pay our respects while there souls are still searching for the light searching for the light Searching for the light oh oh Searching for the light

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