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There's a funeral procession on the highway,
Traffic screeches to a halt.
There's people searching for a better way,
To live their lives.
Johnny lived a good life, you'll hear them say
As tears of sadness soak the ground.
The reaper crept in, took his breath away,
In the middle of the night.

We celebrate the lives of the dead,
It's like a man's best party, only happens when he dies.
We gather 'round to pay our respects,
While their souls are still searching for the light,
Searching for the light.

ps. nelly furtado's 'why do all good things come to an end' was playing at your wake. they should have played you sigur ros and showed everyone the documentary (you showed me) of sigur ros cus it was such a beautiful video.

Sleep tight Brian.