Funeral Lakes - Solstice Lyrics

And all these grateful manners
On their way ahead
We'll pay for saving til it's all dead

I cannot reach for something
That I can't feel
I cannot reach for nothing til body's still

Well some absent father
And his turncoat son
We'll get together when it's all done

So put your hands to heaven
Start shouting loud
We'll fall together and hit the ground

I cannot pray for rain if it won't fall
I cannot ask forgiveness if I don't want it all
And so I clench my hands and let it fall
As my home crumbles from the weight of it all
I said holy rollers and Jesus Christ