I thought I'd see him at the funeral That he'd come over and comfort me And we'd laugh at the trivia I thought I'd see him at the funeral I couldn't see the casket Only the backs of the people in front of it And they followed the hearse as it drove away I never saw the casket I had to dive into a friend of his' arms Hold him till it felt awkward And he dressed the same but he wasn't him I held on to a friend's arm I thought he would feel closer Like people say they do That when they are the most alone They feel someone in the room I thought I could appreciate the cycle We must make space for the newborns and all that But I'm the selfish earth destroyer I just want my friend back