Sun-Less Funeral for a Friend

Broken hands, so sans soleil
It lights my way through these empty streets at night
Dragging heels, the cold air stabs me
Like a needle running with this thread

[Chorus]
Scissors cut me dead and gone
Living like the blade I carry
I never thought of you living all alone
Scissors cut me dead
I never felt like anyone could ever be so far
So far from home

The day begins when the music ends
Its days like these that I wish I were somewhere else
And I can't forget my own name
Replace it with a voice that carries on

[Chorus]
Scissors cut me dead and gone
Living like the blade I carry
I never thought of you living all alone
Scissors cut me dead
I never felt like anyone could ever be so far
So far from home