High Castles Funeral for a Friend

I speak in metaphor
It's the only thing that makes sense to me a
Description of a time
That I'll never feel again
And hopeless romantics they won't save me
From pissing on the friendships that have made me

[Chorus]
In memory the brightest lights are fading
I'm on my knees
I'm waiting for the changes
In memory the brightest lights are fading
I'm on my knees
I'm waiting, I'm waiting

Words are weapons, in this modern warfare
On a piece of paper or on a billboard
It breaks the back it rapes the truth
For another fucking lie
These words are weapons in these crucial times

[Chorus]
In memory the brightest lights are fading
I'm on my knees
I'm waiting for the changes
In memory the brightest lights are fading
I'm on my knees
I'm waiting, I'm waiting