Outside The Service

Your flowers are pretty
There's money in your basket
I can't seem to get myself to stand
To look inside your casket, you're speaking in tongues

Outside the service
And all your friends are there
I can't picture you gone
Somehow you still linger in the air

I'll never know what you were thinking
When you took the fast way down
I can't give you what I've got
So reason to stick around

I can't picture you gone
Without the Earth to roam
This emptiness you left behind
There's a guy that's singing in the room
Voices fell in the cathedral
And all your friends are there

I can't picture you gone
And somehow you still linger in the air