Funeral Procession

The farthest thing from my mind the ordinary
So long ago
Youthful exhuberance left my vocabulary
So long ago
I think I need it back
I guess I should stop to take a moment to enjoy myself
see there's something else something else when
everything around me spins so fast I can't react
pay attention appreciate a thing or two
The sound of silence surrounded me I asked if
He found the city quiet
The same thing happens each and every week if
You look around you should try it
I think he was right
Walks through life his personal funeral procession
Ignore the corpse you'll get out of here soon
Wandering alone another dimension but his body never left the room
Casket breaks the silence falls onto the ground
Back to reality back to reality
Head snaps back reacting to the sound
He was perfectly happy a moment ago
Sometimes the conscious needs to hit me in the face
before I wind up face down one day never truly appreciate
the things that I've been missing all this time living my life half awake
I'm never gonna let another moment pass me by